In the final analysis, no matter how the two of them have inquired about each other before, today is the first time they have met. But the two are like-minded, and they talk without barriers, as if the two are not meeting for the first time, but they have known each other for a long time. The two can also be described as "pouring as before".

The layout of the bedroom is simple, open the carved wooden door, and what catches your eye is a standing flower and bird screen frame, passing through from the side, is a red sandalwood round table, and several square stools are placed on both sides. Not far away, there is a pear bib bed, on which two bamboo and wood three-legged tables are placed, and a small coffee table is placed in the middle. It is not much different from the bedroom of ordinary people, only his house is more exquisite

And the judge pulled Xiao Xiang and walked over to the bed, "Come on!" Yuan Ming, sit. Chezi, look at the tea! He sang and hurried down to make tea. The judge chattered again, "If you want me to say, the poems written by these people are really a mess. Looking at it this way, in this year's autumn, a few of the people on the list will be from our Xiangyang! "

At this time, Hezi finished brewing tea, pushed the door in, put the tea cup on the small table, and retreated lightly. Xiao Xiang leaned lazily on the table, scraping the tea foam with the tea lid, and said, "Brother Bijian, your mouth is really... But it is true that in recent years, there have not been many people in Xiangyang, let alone tributes. After a pause, he continued: "Isn't there a saying called 'If you don't teach, your father's fault'!" If there is no one in Xiangyang this year, it will be difficult to protect the black yarn of the county order! Ha ha! After speaking, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea

"Say me! You're even better than mine! The two of them laughed again. Then, the two talked a lot. Later, I finally talked about the autumn festival this time.

"Yuan Ming, what do you think about this autumn squirt?" The judge closed the lid of the tea, straightened his face, and then spoke

And Xiao Xiang is still leaning in that position, as if he has no bones. Hearing this, his eyes only stared at the white floating tea foam. He sighed again before he opened his mouth, and said in a calm tone: "Who knows! That old man in my family is used to tossing people. As he spoke, he pulled the corners of his mouth again, "He has already spoken, if I don't go, he will be tied up and escorted me to the examination room." After speaking, he spread his hands, as if he didn't want to say more

The judge grabbed Xiao Yu's hand tightly, "Yuan Ming, I can't help it." Those who have been discussed by the scriptures and righteous policies, gritting their teeth, can still read it, and this ink meaning makes people scratch their heads in a hurry. Only this poem is barely enough, and that's why I've survived until now. "

Xiao Xiang also grabbed the hand of the judge, "Brother Bijian, this poem is at least one of the scientific examinations..." I've always been tinkering with those gadgets since I was a child, and my old man has thrown and smashed them. But I don't know how I was fooled by the ghost, and the more he objected, the more I had to do it behind his back, so that he wouldn't know. "

"This is a good feeling! Tell me to go to your house one day, and I'm a strange person, although I can't make these delicate objects, but I only like to play with them and study them. Otherwise, it's itchy in my heart" The judge didn't care, as if he hadn't heard Xiao Xiang crying, drinking tea and eating butter cherries

After Xiao Xiang's words came out, his heart was much more relaxed for a while. I don't know how many years I've been hiding in my heart like this. Now, when the big lama said it, the suppressed emotions in his heart dissipated a lot, and looking at the judgment like that, it seemed to be just ordinary, and he felt that there was no grievance. Just blinked his eyes, but the tears in his eyes did not fall

That Xiao Xiang is worthy of being a pampered little young master, born with a face like a crown of jade, with fine skin and tender flesh, and the skin is smooth and tender, so the skin is also thin, and the tears that will not fall have already made his eyes red, as if he was judging that he was wronged here and someone bullied him. The judge glanced at it, and then turned his head away. It happened that the head of the bed was facing a window lattice, and the judge bent his fingers and tapped lightly, and he stood still under the window, waiting for the judge's orders

"Womian" Hezi heard his son-in-law's greeting, so he went down to prepare a copper basin of water, put a sweat towel along the edge of the child, and was about to send the general in. When I walked to the steps at the door, I suddenly remembered that the little young master of the Xiao family was staying overnight, and I was about to turn my head again and take a face towel, and the trial was called inside. I had to knock on the door and walk in. Put the basin on the shelf, and you will withdraw. I used my spare light to see that the judge's hand was gently patting Xiao Xiaogongzi's back, and the judge also glanced at Hezi. He Zi was alert, wrenched the handkerchief, quietly handed it over, put it in the interrogator's hand, and withdrew

And the judge took the wet handkerchief and handed it to Xiao Xiang, "Oh, wipe your face!" Let's eat more wine and eat today" Xiao Xiang took the sweat towel and put it on his face, raised his head and wiped it, and took it off again, people looked much more energetic. The judge took the handkerchief, but he didn't dislike it, so he wiped it up. And Xiao Yan was taken aback, his eyes were dumbfounded, until the judge threw the handkerchief back into the basin and turned back, still like that. The judge also knew what he was thinking, "What's this?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xiang closed his slightly open mouth, "Brother Bijian, that... Do you think I'm going to be useless if I touch those things? And the judge was sitting upright at the moment, straightening his clothes, hearing Xiao Xiang's words, he raised his head and smiled, smiling a little casually: "Really? What a trick...! "

When Xiao Xiang heard these four words, he knew the attitude of the judge, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. For he had heard these words pop out of the mouth of his old man no less than a hundred times, whether it was cynicism or gentle persuasion, as if he had never heard these words come out of this tone. How to say it, the words of the judgment are said slowly, as if the meaning is not exhausted

"In the Yuan and Ming dynasties, everyone in the world has the four people of 'Shinong Industry and Commerce', and we scholars are put in the first place. Naturally, there are also those who think highly of themselves, those who are jealous of the virtuous, those who are arrogant and ignorant, and so on. But they never thought that the guqin played for the sake of vassal elegance was not from the hands of craftsmen? Aren't the grains and vegetables that are used to wrap the belly every day come from the people of Yongli who plough the acres of ridges? Don't you hear that 'the wings of the merchants, the extremes of the four directions'? The judge said that he was also angry, and his temperament was already uninhibited, and he was even more intense when he was provoked by the wine. I saw him slap the coffee table, and in the end, he almost shouted out the words

Xiao Xiang was so shocked that he couldn't say a word at this time, he had never heard of this... Such shocking remarks, but on second thought, yes! He's right! Why are these four people different?