So-yeon woke up and fell asleep again. In the haze, a melodious flute was heard, and the whole person sat up suddenly, "Qianyi!" "Is it him, he's playing the tune she likes, and he can play the piano and the piano.

She hurriedly got out of bed, looked for the cloak and was about to go out, but suddenly she felt something strange from the different charm, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, and she could no longer take a step. It's not Yu Wenyan! Yu Wenyan's music is high-spirited and brisk, but in this person's flute is loneliness and a faint sadness.

Who the hell is this person?

Obviously, he didn't play well, because there was only one tune, and he was wrong by four notes, and he was listening to her play the lute, so he wrote it down, and if he listened to it once, he would write it down, this person was really smart.

Su Yeon got dressed and decided to go out to find out.

It's nearly five watches.

The noise of drinking before was quiet, and only the barking of dogs could be heard in the distance.

She cautiously walked out of the West House, for fear of disturbing Tong Ying and other guards, so she jumped out of the wall of the Lu Courtyard. After the weeping flower gate, the sound came from the small garden in the courtyard of the five entrances, the big families in the countryside, did not have a garden, the so-called garden, but a few fruit trees were planted in the gardening field, and there were the most easy to grow yellow flowers under the trees, when there were no flowers, they were regarded as orchid grass raising, and when there were flowers, the yellow flowers were picked into the vegetables.

Under an apple tree, a man stood still, holding a flute and playing passionately.

Su Yan blamed herself for her curiosity, she was an engaged woman, how could she want to come to find out because of curiosity, but she was just a guest who came to eat and drink, and she didn't look like a member of the Jiang clan.

She turned and walked back, but the man had already turned around: "Please stay!" ”

She slowed down and didn't look back, "Childe is so smart that he can remember the three scores I played in such a short period of time, which is impressive." ”

Tang looked at her back, more admiration and appreciation. "In Xia Tangguan, I have seen Mr. Jiang."

I didn't call her the county lord, nor did I call her miss, but I called her sir.

This is unusual!

Su Yan turned around, "Five more flutes." Disturbing dreams. Childe is trying to lure me here. ”

"I learned in Mr. Xia Jiumu, and I already had the heart to visit, but I didn't dare to disturb each other with the usual etiquette."

If she's a man. He was afraid that he would have gone to meet her a long time ago, and he would have a good time drinking with her, and talk freely about poetry and calligraphy.

"The son is a famous talent in Jinyang City, and the little girl is just an ordinary person, how dare she be a talented person."

It's not that she's modest, it's really that she knows that Tang Guan is not only good at handwriting, but also good at poetry. And this poem Su Yan can't write, she only knows how to appreciate it.

Tang Guan took a deep look, "Why should Mr. be humble. Mr. Zhu's calligraphy is deeply skilled by Mr. Zhu Da, and it is a school of its own. ”

"Tang Gongzi praises falsely, how dare the little girl be."

Tang Guan smiled and slowly moved in front of her. approached, and suddenly whispered: "Mr. There is also a calligraphy and painting in Jinyang City, "West Lake Moon" has good skills, and the artistic conception is subtle and graceful. Simple and detached. ”

Su Yan was secretly shocked, when he said this, he guessed that she was a Lingxue monk. "You...... How did you guess it? ”

"Mr. can guess from Huo Yuanyou's handwriting, and you can naturally guess your identity from Mr.'s calligraphy and paintings." Lingxue Jushi, a talented man who moved the imperial city, was originally a woman, and she hid her identity. I don't want the world to know, and I am burdened by fame and fortune.

"Have you seen what I wrote?"

Tang Guan said: "After you left the city yesterday, I specially asked Tang Liu to take me into the Jiang Mansion, specifically to appreciate the three words 'Moon Shadow Residence'. After reading it, I thought of the "West Lake Moon" that the Confucian family spent a lot of money to buy in the past, and there is also an inscription on it, which uses Yan style, but the style of the characters is the same, graceful and free, transcendent and tenacious. ”

This, he still knew from Tang Liu's words, she was able to identify his characters through his different fonts, but the same style. If she can do it, so can he. When he saw the words on the plaque of the Moon Shadow House, he was amazed that a woman could write a good hand, but she could have her own style.

People in the world, whether male or female, who do not admire fame, fortune and power, but she disdains it.

Su Yan hooked her lips and smiled, "Tang Gongzi is really powerful, he can actually understand the truth at a glance." ”

"I don't want anything else, I just want to be able to talk about poetry and learn calligraphy and painting with Mr. Jiang."

Su Yan was afraid of people's words at first, but at this moment, she couldn't help but admire the famous and talented people in front of her. She saw from Tang Guan's words that he was bent on asking for teaching, "Calligraphy and painting can be learned, but I'm afraid poetry and song can't." Childe should have heard that I am not good at poetry. ”

"What is that gentleman good at?"

Su Yan thought attentively, "I know a little bit about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I can do it well, but I am not good at anything other than these." ”

Tang Guan laughed out loud, it was a knowing laugh, like a hot spring in Sanchun, and like the sunshine in spring. A calligraphy and painting can be sold for thousands of taels of silver, and it is said that I know a little bit about it, which ...... Shall you not put him to shame?

She said with a serious face, "What I said is true. Poetry and poetry are incomprehensible, and you talk to me about this, just afraid that I will disappoint you. Speaking of which, my third brother and father are a master. ”

Tang Guan said: "Mr.'s father and brother are quite proficient in poetry, so why should Mr. be humble. I have admired Mr. for a long time, and I just want to be able to talk to Mr. ”

Su Yan refuses no, and neither does she accept, she is just a vulgar woman, and she has to take care of people's words. "Mu Xiu is in the forest, and the son should not be alone in Jinyang. The little girl said goodbye! She gave gifts as if she were not the lord of the county, and he was not a genius, but just a very chance encounter.

"Another day, can I go to the Jiang Mansion to visit Mr."

Su Yan was entangled in her heart and replied, "But it depends on fate." ”

Seeing is not, not seeing is not.

Tang Guan was so smart, under the hazy moonlit night, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, but she knew that he was a humble gentleman who was as gentle as jade.

This person's talent is far above Cao Yuzhen, and he is even more polite and courteous to her, just with Tang Guan's respect, it is worth her to talk to him.

"Tomorrow, I will deliver a letter of worship to Mr. below, and I hope that Mr. will give him advice."

Tang Guan's voice drifted in the wind, generous and pious, which made people unbearable to refuse.

Su Yeon's figure disappeared into the night, and only the faint scent of her presence remained in the air.

Tang Guan looked at the direction of her departure distractedly, how easy it is to get the beauty of the world, it is really rare to meet such a talented woman. A sense of loss that I had never felt before came to my heart and turned into a thick expectation.

This night, Tang Guan had insomnia. Thinking about how to hand over a greeting post that can move her, so that she can let go of her male and female defenses, and can learn from her and talk about calligraphy and painting.

He can't forget the situation when he saw the "Moon of the West Lake" in Kong's house in the past, there are many people who paint spring rain and autumn pictures, but few people have never painted night scenes. Such a painting. It gives a sense of serene detachment. Just like her, just one glance will make people's hearts feel warm and calm. She and her paintings have the same charm, which is endlessly evocative.

How can there be such a woman in the world?

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are a little bit clear, and her calligraphy and painting are enough to surprise him.

It turns out that she is best at medical skills and formation, and I am afraid that her martial arts are also good.

She seems to have seized all the elegance of women in the world, gathered together, like the bright moon in the sky, so that you can't ignore it.

Even if she was standing in the crowd. is also the most eye-catching one; Even if she falls into the sea, it is the most dazzling droplet.

Tomorrow, he must meet So-yeon.

Tang Guan thought about it, and finally fell asleep.

The next day, So-yeon slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

In the upper room, the newlyweds have already offered the newlyweds tea. There was also a lot of laughter and laughter.

After freshening up, So-yeon had her morning meal and continued to practice calligraphy in the house.

Jiang Chuanliang and Zhang Changxing stood at the door of the hall with embarrassed expressions and looked at the door, the door to the west house was open, and Su Yan's figure was faintly reflected in the curtain. Before she filed the case, she held a pen in her hand and was engrossed in practicing calligraphy.

Bai Zhi saw them looking around a few times, and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with the fourth master?" ”

Jiang Chuanliang laughed, "This is Tang Guan Tang Gongzi's greeting to my aunt, I really can't refuse, and I ask Lady Xia to talk to my aunt." We really excused ourselves, but Tang Liuyang begged for a while, and there were heirlooms to help intercede, so we had to take it. ”

Tang Guan used to push away other worship posts, where did he give people posts like this.

Bai Zhi was hesitating, Jiang Chuanliang stuffed the worship post into her hand, and slipped away like the wind. "Fourth master! Fourth master! No matter how Bai Zhi called, Chuan Liang just ignored it, ran out of the hospital, Fang Chang breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said, "It's finally delivered." ”

So-yeon never accepts anyone's prayers, and she doesn't want to be disturbed by others.

The years of life in the nunnery have changed her habits, even if there is still a lively temperament in her bones, but it has almost worn out.

Bai Zhi took the prayer post and entered the house, with a sad face.

Su Yan couldn't bear to blame Bai Zhi, "Show me!" "Stretched out his hand to take the post, on it is a beautiful plum blossom seal, can write so beautifully, smoothly and familiar people are very few. Su Yan held it in her hand, and suddenly felt in love, this is Tang Guan's ink treasure, how many dignitaries and nobles in Jinyang City want to ask for ink treasure but can't.

On the other side of the room, there was a noise.

Bai Zhi said: "I'll take a look." It didn't take long for her to reply, "The old lady invited the young ladies of the Jiang clan to come, and they were all standing in the upper room. ”

Because Su Yan bought two new clothes and gave a golden hairpin to Chuanzhen and the other three people, although it was a trivial matter, it caused a storm in the clan, first of all, Chuanzhu was not convinced, and said bad things about Chuanzhen and the three of them, and said that Su Yan gave the three of them good things. In order not to hurt the hearts of the clansmen, saying that they favored one over the other, the Yu family had to prepare fabrics and hairpins, and wanted to give a gift to the remaining ladies.

At this moment, the Jiang ladies in Shangzhuang and Xiazhuang all got the news and were gathering in the hall waiting to receive the gifts.

Shuhai Wife and Xiazhuang's Zhuniang are introducing the names of the ladies and the situation of each family to everyone one by one. At this glance, the eldest was sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes and was held in his mother's arms, and there were forty-three people, including the beads.

Everyone got a piece of silk of the same size, enough for sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls to make a new dress, the colors are bright, suitable for girls to wear, the unity is the best Hangzhou silk, although not as good as the palace tribute silk, for the rural households, this is simply a precious cloth.

"Auntie, this is the granddaughter of Uncle Bao's family, called Chuanxiang."