Although it is a hot summer, Jiang Mumei has the old man to take care of her, and she can even get some ice and snow to enjoy the coolness, and her life is relatively comfortable, she has eaten a lot recently, her body has finally been raised, her cheeks are slightly plump, and she gradually has the appearance of a girl.

In a blink of an eye, in the early autumn, the old man suddenly wanted to go out one day, everyone was taken aback, and after asking, they learned that the original calligraphy and painting tea party had moved to Xiangshan.

In view of the fact that the old man is too old, the old lady is the first to object, although this Xiangshan is not far away, but the old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, in case there are three long and two short, can you still get it? Naturally, she didn't dare to take this risk.

As a result, the old man was going to go, his temper came, and he couldn't pull back ten cows, the old lady had no choice, Zuihou had to ask his two sons to accompany him, but the old man was very unhappy when he saw Jiang Zhaonian, and threw down a sentence and said: "Just the boss and Sister Su." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jiang Sumei.

Jiang Sumei was also surprised, she didn't expect that the old man would ask her to go with her, just because the girl's family is usually not easy to go out, this time it is still a tea party for literati, how can she go along?

Once again, the old lady objected.

The old man said: "The girl's family can't go out to play?" If you don't have that, you can just wear a hat, and instead of going to meet those people, just go to the mountainside, tell her to stay alone, and come back and go together. ”

The old lady thought to herself, isn't this an extra move, what kind of medicine is sold in the old man's gourd!

It can be seen that he insisted on going his own way, and the old lady felt that it was the old man who proposed it anyway, since she thought about it thoroughly, something happened, and it would not fall on her, so she didn't insist on it at the moment, and only sent a mother-in-law to follow her, playing a role in control.

Li's face was a little gloomy.

Unexpectedly, the old man liked Jiang Sumei so much, and he had to take it with him when he went to Xiangshan, and he didn't mention other girls at all.

Jiang Huamei also showed a jealous expression, gently tugged Jiang Sumei's sleeve, and whispered: "You go to play, don't forget me, I heard that the vegetarian food in Yong'an Temple there is delicious." ”

Jiang Sumei touched her head: "I know, I will definitely bring it back to satisfy your hunger." ”

She didn't want to make a request, so she asked Jiang Huamei to go with her, after all, there were several other sisters, so they couldn't really go together, if something happened, who would be responsible?

Jiang Rumei's eyes were burning, she slowly walked behind Jiang Nianmei with a sneer, and said softly: "Second sister, aren't you going?" Usually grandfather can hurt you. ”

This sarcastic remark made Jiang Nianmei uncomfortable for a while, she clenched her hands in her sleeves, her nails were about to pinch into the flesh, but her face was light and light, and she didn't pay attention to it.

Jiang Zhaomin had already gone to instruct his subordinates to prepare the carriage and horses.

Xiangshan is forty miles outside the city, set off in the morning and can return in the evening, Jiang Sumei does not need to bring extra things, only wears a hat and two rings, and follows the old man out.

At the foot of the mountain, you can see a continuous green mountain in the distance, the range is very large, but it is not high, Jiang Sumei estimated, take the old man for about an hour to walk to the mountainside, there is a Yongning Temple on the mountainside, she can rest there, the old man and Jiang Zhaomin, naturally go to the vicinity to watch the beautiful scenery, and exchange calligraphy and painting experience by the way.

The three of them and six servants slowly went to Xiangshan.

There are 28 views in this fragrant mountain, all the way is beautiful, the emperors of all dynasties have built a palace courtyard here, so some places on the mountain are forbidden to enter.

Jiang Sumei was full of curiosity, and finally couldn't help but ask the old man at this moment.

The old man laughed: "You'll know later." ”

It's still a sale!

Jiang Sumei took the old man's arm and said with a smile: "I guess, it must be related to calligraphy." ”

"Girl is smart." The old man raised his arm, "See the Yong'an Temple in front?" ”

The temple had a bell and drum tower, standing tall, and it seemed to glow in the sun, and she could see it naturally, and nodded.

"There is a place in Qingxuan, for hundreds of years, how many talented people have lived here." The old man shook his head, and it was another eloquent trend.

Jiang Sumei's eyebrows rose suddenly, and she said excitedly: "Is it Lai Qingxuan, who is full of authentic works of many literati?" ”

She had heard the old man mention this place, coming to Qingxuan was originally the dining room of Yong'an Temple, which was specially used for people to stay overnight, but since Li Zhengji, a great genius of the Tang Dynasty, had a poetry attack on a spring night one day, and left a famous poem "Worship the Moon" with a stroke of the pen, the literati who borrowed it were out of control.

Over time, the four walls of the Wuying Zhai room are hung with many talented poems, many of which are made by the world-famous writers, and later come to Qingxuan to become famous, and then do not let people stay, but become one of the scenic spots.

The old man looked at her: "Exactly, so I will take you over to take a look, you need to know that there is a sky outside the sky." ”

"But grandfather, I've always been very modest." Jiang Sumei said, "There are people outside the world, that is, my grandfather, I can't compare to it in my life, where have I ever thought about this." ”

The old man laughed happily and patted her on the head.

Jiang Zhaomin reached out and touched the three-inch beard under his chin, and was silent.

The three arrived at Yong'an Temple.

The old man asked Jiang Zhaomin to donate sesame oil money, and he took Jiang Sumei to Qingxuan first.

There were still a few literati in Qingxuan, and Jiang Sumei was a little hesitant.

The old man was very bold and encouraged: "Although you are a girl, you are also a person who loves calligraphy, and when you come here, you are like everyone else, why should you be restrained, if you don't see the Buddha, you don't distinguish between men and women?" He smiled slightly, softly and lightly, "What's more, I also wear a hat, my grandfather is here, don't be afraid." ”

Jiang Sumei looked at his kind face and suddenly remembered her father.

At the beginning, he led her into the calligraphy of Shijie, always with each other, both patient and gentle, spring, autumn, summer and winter, she has never slacked off, step by step, finally achieved, her father has always maintained a positive attitude towards her efforts.

Now, the old man is also optimistic about her, and even personally brought her here to broaden her horizons, so that her calligraphy can be improved.

Jiang Sumei's nose was slightly sour, and she almost tripped over the door under the agitation of her heart.

The old man only thought she was excited, and Daxiao held her up and told her to be careful.

The grandfather and grandson stood together admiring the calligraphy, and the old man commented on her one by one, not caring about the eyes of others.

Jiang Sumei was taught seriously, and when she walked around, she saw that the three walls of one of the fasting rooms were still empty, so she smiled and said, "It turned out that it was not full!" ”

"Just wait for the talented to fill it." The old man said, "It's just that few people can have such self-confidence." He sighed.

Because he didn't dare to write himself, he was really ashamed of himself compared to those talents.

Jiang Sumei is gearing up, she is still young, even if she came through, she was only twenty-eight years old, she still has enthusiasm, and she is confident.

It's a pity that the old man is beside her, and she doesn't dare to come forward to write, although there is pen and ink on the table next to her.

The two watched for a while, and the old man was going to attend the party in Cuiwei Pavilion, so he said goodbye first, and Jiang Sumei was sent by the welcoming monk to another room.

She still remembered Jiang Huamei's incident, and she happened to be a little hungry, so she asked Cailian to buy some vegetables, but this time she didn't save money, and asked for Luohan dishes and four other things.

After a while, Cai Lian came back with the two little novices who delivered the meal, and put the food on the table, Cai Lian smiled and said, "The old man donated a lot, and the money was confiscated." ”

Jiang Sumei smiled and stuffed the silver back into her purse.

Here, she doesn't pay attention to the rules, her name is Cui Yu, and the two of them sit down to enjoy it, as for the mother-in-law sent by the old lady, she is not familiar with it, so she served some and asked her to eat outside.

Luohan cuisine lives up to its reputation, the ingredients are mushrooms, lotus seeds, yams, water chestnuts, bamboo shoots and so on as many as 18 kinds, many of them are mountain delicacies, no wonder it tastes so delicious, after the meal, the stomachs of the four people are swollen.

"These are wrapped, beware of leaks on the road." After rinsing her mouth, she instructed Cui Yu to pack the Luohan dishes that had been divided a long time ago.

Cui Yu did it carefully.

Jiang Sumei walked around the courtyard, although the scenery was in front of her, she didn't have much heart to appreciate it, she was still thinking about coming to Qingxuan, if she also went to write a pair of words, if she was stayed, what a great honor it would be!

Will it be passed down through the ages, so that future generations can also appreciate it? Like those ancients she admired in her previous life?

She thought about it and furrowed her eyebrows slightly, the future generations had not heard of this period of history of Lai Qingxuan, and it was probably destroyed in the war.

But no matter what, in the end, she could leave some years, she couldn't bear it, called Cui Yu over, and whispered: "You go to Qingxuan to see if anyone is there." ”

Cui Yu was stunned.

"Go." Jiang Sumei urged.

Cui Yu had no choice but to go, and came back soon after: "There is no one for the time being." ”

Jiang Sumei asked the woman to ask for some water, but when she left, she took a hat and went back to Qingxuan, and the two maids hurriedly followed, Cuiyu was surprised: "What is the girl going to do?" ”

"Naturally, there is something important." Jiang Sumei smiled mysteriously and walked quickly.

The three of them soon arrived at Qingxuan, and Jiang Sumei saw that there was really no one around, so she took off her hat and asked Cai Lian to grind ink.

Cai Lian is a person with strong executive ability, Jiang Sumei found that as long as she tells something, Cai Lian doesn't even ask questions, just executes, but if Cui Yu has something inappropriate, Cai Lian will express her objections.

Interestingly, she got it right every time.

Cui Yu saw that she was going to do it, and she didn't know how to persuade her, but when she saw that she wrote, she just hoped that she could write faster, so as not to let others see it.

Jiang Sumei wrote a pair of "Xinyang Moon Stickers" on rice paper that imitated the sage "Sunny Stickers When the Snow is Fast", "The sun sets, the moon gradually brightens, and suddenly it is bright, and I know my mistake." In the world, right and wrong can also stand side by side, and there is no need to rush to make a decision, but to look at it with your heart. ”

Zuihou fell in one stroke, perseverance and free and easy, the whole book was completed in one go, and the pen ended perfectly.

The eyes of the two maids widened when they saw her write such a picture.

It was Cai Lian who reacted first and reminded softly: "Girl, you haven't been named yet." ”

Cui Yu hurriedly said: "Can't you write the girl's own name." ”

"It's nature." Jiang Sumei pondered for a moment, picked up the pen and wrote four words, "A traveling layman".

A trip to the home!

The corners of her mouth curled, and the laughter floated out of the window like a crisp silver bell.

Just as the three of them stepped out of the door, it was drizzling outside, and Cui Yu sighed: "I didn't bring the oil umbrella!" ”

"Let's go, take a walk in the rain, it's good." Jiang Sumei walked out, raised her hands flat, felt the slightest coolness, and she strode through the path in front of the door.

Under the locust tree diagonally opposite the door, a small guy slowly opened the paulownia oil umbrella and said with a smile: "That girl really wrote in it, son, do you want to go and see?" ”

Under the umbrella stood a slender young man, in the rain, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Slowly, a voice like a deep string flowed out, and he said, "Okay." ”

The master and servant went to Qingxuan one after the other.