Han Yanxuan asked again: "I treat you as a family member, let me ask you, how is Han Jiang?" ”

Han An understood, what Han Yanxuan asked was not whether Han Jiang was good or not, but wanted to accept Han Jiang as his son. After thinking about it again, Han An said: "Lord, the old slave has one more mouth, if the lord really means this, please ask the lady to be the master." ”

"Makes sense."

Han Yanxuan accepted Han An's suggestion.

If it was an angry sentence just now, then at this time, Han Yanxuan was really seriously considering this feasibility.

Han Yanxuan asked again: "If I follow, who can support the Han family?" ”

Han An lowered his head, he knew very well that the entire Han family was supported by Han Yanxuan, and the big house was purely a mixture of eating and waiting for death, not to mention supporting it, and it would take a few years for this family to lose in their hands.

But Han An still said: "Lord, the old slave should ask the lady to be the master." ”

"Good. Also, Brother Tong grounded his feet and told him that it wasn't that he had done anything wrong, but that I didn't want him to come out these days. ”

Han Yanxuan waved his hand to signal Han An to go out, and sat there with Han Jiang's tea bowl closed with his eyes closed.

Let's talk about Han Jiang.

Han Jiang seemed to have lost his calm for the first time, walked around his room, and then flipped over the shelves from time to time, seeing that all the scum left on the shelves and all the good tea bowls were taken away, Han Jiang sighed heavily.

Tragic!

Shadow stepped forward: "Why did the master sigh." ”

Han Jiang glanced back at Ying, shook his head, walked back to the tea table with his hands behind his back, looked at the empty tea table, and sighed again, it was really gone, all gone.

Shadow still followed: "Do you want to prepare charcoal?" ”

Han Jiang shook his head, and then said: "That Yao Chang Tianmu Bowl is gone, and there is still that Ru Qing on the shelf, that Dingbai ......" Han Jiang shook his head again: "I don't want to drink tea, let me be alone for a while." ”

Shadow stood aside and thought for a moment before leaving the courtyard.

Han Jiang sat there and continued to be in a daze.

At first, he was distressed that his cups were snatched away by Han Yanzhou, but after thinking about it, these cups were not his own, they were all Han Yanzhou's.

Han Jiang couldn't help but wonder, did he make Han Yanxuan angry?

No!

Han Jiang doesn't think so, Han Yanxuan shouldn't be angry, so his sentence of giving him a son is an angry word? It's not like thinking about it now, but now I know that Han Yanxuan thinks of himself as Li Xing.

Li Xing of Zhen'an Houfu.

Marquis.

Han Jiang believes that it must not be a dispute over property, but power or control of a certain place.

That's how it should be.

Han Jiang was thinking about it, and the shadow came back and put a blue and white straight cup.

This is the first time Han Jiang has seen a straight cup.

This cup is four inches high, with an open mouth of an inch and a half, almost the same size at the top and bottom, and a ring-shaped cup holder at the bottom.

Han Jiang looked at Ying with a puzzled expression: "Han Gong has instructed, is it not allowed to bring me another tea bowl in this courtyard?" ”

Ei: "It's not a tea bowl, it's just a few water cups." ”

Han Jiang snatched it up, and touched it a few times with a smile on his face: "Qingbai porcelain from Jingdezhen, no, this one should be called shadow white porcelain." ”

Brush, Shadow blushed.

She never expected Han Jiang to use her own name to name a cup.

Actually, she thinks too much.

Shadow white porcelain is the name of later generations, this thing is as white as jade, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, and sound like a rock. In the Song Dynasty, he was not welcomed at all, because the Song people liked the black cup when ordering tea, and if it was light-colored porcelain, they would not be able to distinguish between tea and cup.

After brewing a cup of loose tea and looking at the looming lotus pattern on the teacup, Han Jiang's mood calmed down instantly.

Han Jiangxin said that it doesn't matter whether Han Yanxuan is angry or true. If you have no value, everything you say is nothing. If it is valuable, even if you make him angry, he will just be angry.

Everything lies in the value of one's own existence.

However, in the future, whether to stay or leave, I really don't have the right to decide, since there is no choice, it is better to taste tea, admire the moon, and then wait.

Nothing was said all night.

Another afternoon, when the maid was cleaning up the yard, she found a chess table, Cai seemed to like it very much, and Han Jiang motioned for the maid to leave the chessboard.

The chess pieces in Cai's hand fall on the chessboard and seem to enjoy the sound of the chess pieces falling.

Han Jiang couldn't hear the difference.

Guessing that it may be a very special wood and the sound of high-quality chess pieces falling will be different, and people who like chess must understand, but unfortunately they are amateurs.

Ying came to Han Jiang's side and whispered: "Master, Brother Tong has been grounded, he sent someone to say that he promised Brother Jiang that he would do it in a few days." ”

"Yes."

Han Qian was grounded, Han Jiang understood that it was definitely a wrong choice for this guy to show himself the file of making silver, Han Yan was angry, he didn't come to trouble himself today, he must be analyzing the gains and losses, and the longer he analyzed, the more beneficial it was to himself.

In the afternoon, Han Jiang sat under the window and read the Analects, and Han Jiang had no anxiety in his heart at this time, because he was very sure that he had great value, whether he admitted that he was Li Xing or not.

When Han Jiang was studying, Cai took the initiative to speak to Han Jiang for the first time when he was not taking care of his daily life: "Master, do you want to play?" ”

"Yi?"

After Han Jiang asked, he saw the chess box in Cai's hand, and understood, the game is to play Go.

Han Jiang knew that Caiqin, chess, calligraphy and painting were all fine, and he was black, thinking that he didn't dare to keep anything at the amateur level, and the opening game was a must-learn for amateur chess players, and it was specially used to bully the big avalanche formula in the novice formula.

The chess of the Great Song Dynasty is different from modern times, first of all, the seat system, and then white moves first, and black moves later.

After holding the white color of only twenty pieces, he looked at the chessboard with the white color, and could not find a place to fall the chessboard, the chessboard was very empty, but no matter where the pieces fell, they could not change the defeat. She knew that her game was over.

In the side room of the courtyard, the shadow slammed the door.

Han Si opened the door, and Ying said, "Yi." ”

An hour later, Han Jiang was outside the door, and the person sitting opposite Han Jiang had been replaced by a third person.

Cai, the maid is invincible in chess, and the twenty sons admit defeat.

Han Si was sent to the academy to study, and he was unrivaled in the academy and a master in the game.

Thirty sons admit defeat.

The guest teacher in the house, Han Yuan, the old man in the house in the era of the old master of the previous generation, is a person who has been a prefect, and when he is older, he returns to the house as the chief guest teacher, one of the owners of the four Han Mansion gold inlaid jade tokens, because Han Yan has no children, so there is only a guest teacher, who is responsible for teaching the disciples and children of the same clan to read.

At the same time, he is also Han Si's mentor.

Even him, in the endless variations of the Great Avalanche formula, he was defeated at the beginning.

At the same time, inside the Great Song Palace, the harem.

Han Yanxuan, who was dressed in civilian clothes, sat on the steps, and on the soft chair next to him sat an old woman, Han Yanxuan's aunt, the current Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager Cilie.