The weather gradually cleared, and Zhao Hao went to Tianxi Temple less often.

There are three reasons, one is that the old monk's chess skills are too poor, he loses ten games and loses ten games, and he still pays his debts if he loses; Second, Tianxi Temple has been to a lot, and every corner has been turned, which is really nothing fun; Third, and most importantly, every time the old monk saw him go, he would exploit him and eat his tofu - forcing him to make Gongzi Tofu (vegetarian version of mapo tofu), home-style tofu, and white jade tofu (Japanese tofu), for a bowl of tofu flowers, making a table of tofu, it is really not worth it.

Seeing that the road surface was dry, Zhao Hao suddenly remembered the ten miles of peach blossoms, the sound of Langlang reading in the room, and the sound of the piano like a heavenly sound, as well as the pure smiling faces, and suddenly his heart was warm, and there was an urgent desire in his heart, I really wanted to see the woman with the heart of the piano like jade, and I wanted to see the group of pure and immaculate angels.

For Yang Fang, a Meilin layman, Zhao Hao also inquired about his origin and story in private.

Yang Fang was born in a wealthy family in Jiangning, and her family was engaged in the medicinal herb business, and she was quite famous in Jiangning. Yang Fang has loved the piano since she was a child, and her father doted on his daughter, and spared no expense to invite a famous teacher to guide her, coupled with her innate talent, her piano skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

However, there were unforeseen circumstances, and my father's medicine boat was suddenly overturned and drowned in a storm in Taihu Lake, and my father and a boatload of people were all buried at the bottom of the lake, and no one survived.

At this point, the family fell in the middle of the road, and the loss of that large ship of medicinal materials went to most of the Yang family, plus the compensation for human life, and half of it went, and then the orphans and widows were squeezed again, and the mother died of depression in less than a year, leaving the sisters and brothers to depend on each other.

That year, Yang Fang was thirteen years old, his family was surrounded by walls, and he had to hold the piano to come to the largest restaurant in Jiangning City, the Taibai Building of the Wang family, to play music and sell art, but he happened to meet the great Confucian Zhou Bangyan, who was famous in the entire Great Song Dynasty.

"This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times."

This sentence was originally a gift from the poet Du Fu to Huaqing, and was borrowed by the great Confucian Zhou Bangyan to praise a thirteen-year-old girl, which changed the fate of this little girl.

This is an inspirational story, no less than the inspirational chicken soup of later generations.

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The body recovered to a health value of 65, and the slight bumps in the carriage and horses were not very uncomfortable for Zhao Hao, so he abandoned the warm sedan chair, after all, the feeling of being carried was very unpleasant, and led the crowd to take the carriage to the north of the city.

The fragrant car BMW is looking for beauty, which is originally the standard.

Zhao Gongzi's carriage is naturally richly decorated, magnificent, the body alone is worth two hundred yuan, and the most important thing is that the two horses in front are more than seven feet high, the whole body is snow-white without a single miscellaneous hair, in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are few horses, two horses are worth thousands of yuan.

The actual value of this gorgeous carriage was almost equivalent to a BMW 7 Series at that time.

Zhao Ling and the rest of the dozen or so house slaves are also all horses, Zhao Ling led the four people to open the road in front, Zhao Hao's carriage was in the middle, and the rest of the people were guarding in the back, and the group went all the way to the north of the city.

More than a month has passed, the peach blossoms have long withered, and there are still scattered mud on the ground.

Everyone still stopped the horse's hooves at the tree-lined trailhead, and Zhao Hao also got out of the carriage, accompanied by Zhao Ling, Liang Lie and Li Hong, and walked slowly along the tree-lined path to the faint firewood.

The sound of Langlang's reading was already clear in his ears, and Zhao Hao suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he unconsciously accelerated his pace.

Still leaving Zhao Ling and the others waiting outside the firewood, Zhao Hao gently pushed the firewood away alone, and tiptoed to the window outside the study.

"The son said, 'Only the benevolent can be a good man, and a wicked person can be evil.' ”

"The son said: 'Gou Zhi is benevolent, and there is no evil.' ”、

"Zi said: 'Rich jade and expensive, it is what people want, and it is ......'"

……

Led by an older boy, the boys were reading aloud and neatly, and the sound was extremely crisp and clear.

It's just that the podium is empty, and there are only students in the room, but there is no gentleman.

Zhao Hao didn't feel a trace of loss flashing in his heart, and he was a little puzzled.

"Zi said: 'There are friends from afar, don't you also say?' ”

……

Zhao Hao was stunned, and when he reacted, he saw pure little faces, smiling on his face, looking at him happily.

The boy who took the lead left his seat, walked out of the house, and bowed respectfully to Zhao Hao.

"Cao Yue has seen Gongzi, and Mr. has gone out to the village for a consultation, and he has been there for an hour to see that he is coming back. Before leaving, the gentleman had an order, if the son came, please wait a while......"

When I go, Meilin Jushi is not idle, not only can he be famous for his piano skills in Jiangnan, but he can also use medical skills...... I admire the fact that you can be so versatile without a system.

Although the little guy is not very old, he is articulate, clear and polite, which makes Zhao Hao feel very interesting, and he couldn't help touching his head, and said with a slight smile: "Since Mr. is not here, you must be boring to wait for another morning of reading, why don't I tell you a book?" ”

Xiao Cao Yue couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Mr. said that the son is talented, good at word work, and good at cooking, presumably the book is also very good." ”

Zhao Hao laughed and followed Cao Yue into the study.

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A group of four, three young women, plus one and a half children, appeared at the end of the road.

The woman in the middle, wearing a veil, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but her hair was like a cloud, her figure was slim, her skin around her neck was as white as jade, and she was dressed in white, plain clothes like snow, which was prohibitive.

The two women on the side were dressed as maidservants, the half-grown children, burly and strong, like half a black tower, carrying a big medicine box, walking in front of everyone.

It was Yang Fang, a Meilin layman, and two maidservants and his brother Yang Jun who came.

Although she lives in seclusion in the peach forest, everyone in the village within a radius of dozens of miles knows this female gentleman. Not only does he play the piano well, but he is also philanthropic, adopting a group of orphans, and more importantly, he is proficient in medicine.

In this era, headaches, colds and fevers are all serious diseases, and if they are not treated in time, their condition will deteriorate if they are not treated, and then they will die. The female gentleman is familiar with medical skills, understands pharmacology, is especially good at acupuncture, general diseases, prescribes a few pairs of medicines, a few needles, and rests for a few days, the disease will look better, and never accept the consultation fee, not even the medicine money, by the surrounding villagers as a female Bodhisattva general existence.

From a distance, I saw the Zhao family slaves at the tree-lined trailhead, as well as more than ten horses, and the gorgeous two-horse carriage.

"Whoever comes here to make trouble, I'm going to beat it up." Yang Jun saw that outsiders were coming, and the team was huge, and he couldn't help but show anger on his face.

"I'm afraid that Zhao Gongzi is here, the group of people in front of him, the slaves and maids recognize a few, and they are all from the Zhao Mansion." A servant girl next to him said.

Is he finally here......

Even though there was a little surprise in his heart, a little panic, and a little expectation, his voice was still as calm as water: "Brother must not be reckless, Zhao Gongzi is my sister's friend." ”

Although Yang Jun was not convinced, he had to hang his head like a defeated rooster and no longer make a sound, but when he passed through the tree-lined intersection, he glared fiercely at the slaves of the Zhao Mansion, and glanced at the gorgeous carriage in disgust.

Claiming to be his sister's patron saint, he was born with a deep wariness and rejection of unknown people and things.

Yang Fang smiled and said hello to the slaves, but without asking too much, he led the three of them back to the Washe in the depths of the peach forest.

Hearing that there was no sound of reading in front of her, Yang Fang frowned slightly.

Yang Jun didn't have a good impression of Zhao Hao, and immediately said angrily: "I heard that the person surnamed Zhao is the first gentleman in Jiangning, and he has a bad character, so I am afraid that he deliberately disturbed his younger brothers' studies and led him astray." ”

Yang Fang shook his head and said with a smile: "Zhao Gongzi has changed his past wrongs, and now he is helping the victims and doing a good deed every day, and he is no longer the gentleman of the past, and my younger brother must not mistake his reputation." ”

As he spoke, he nodded to Zhao Ling and the others at the door of Chai Fei, and walked quickly to the window of the study.

"What came out of the yellow gourd was Sanwa, born with a copper head and iron arms, invulnerable...... A single punch shatters the flying stones...... The little demon's copper fork stabbed on his body, and it turned into an arc with a bang...... The scorpion spirit's treasure knife was split in two by Sanwa's punch...... The door of the cave was smashed by Sanwa's punch......"

“…… The fourth baby spat out the true fire of samadhi and burned the goblin's big axe into a red axe...... Wuwa spat out a wave of water, and the red-hot iron axe was washed with cold water, and turned into a piece of scrap iron ......"

"The six babies will be invisible, once they become invisible, the goblins will turn a blind eye......"

"Seven Babies ......"

As Zhao Hao's magnetic voice spoke, there was a surprising silence in the room, and those well-behaved boys seemed to be enchanted at the moment.

One by one, with their little faces raised, they were looking at Zhao Hao intently, for fear of missing a detail, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, except for the regret, resentment and worry that came out when the conflict reached the climax, the boys completely substituted the storyline, and their facial expressions were sometimes excited, sometimes angry, and sometimes exclaimed as the story progressed...... Be in ecstasy.

It's not just the people inside who are immersed in the story, but so are the people outside.

Yang Fang quietly looked at the handsome young man who was telling the story on the stage in a magnetic, subdued voice, his eyes were full of warmth, and he had a little praise and love.

"This time I seem to be looking much better than last time, and it seems that my body and bones are recovering well. The book is also very good, I have read a lot of books, but I have never heard this story, probably this guy made up his own ......"

As the story drew to a close, she didn't listen any further, it was almost noon, and it was time to cook.

When he turned around, he found that Yang Jun, who was originally extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Hao, was like a boy in the house, he was stunned when he listened to the story, standing straight out of the window, pricking up his ears and listening attentively.

But twelve or thirteen years old, after all, is a child's heart, and the stories in the house also have an incomparable allure for him, especially in this era of extreme lack of entertainment and stories.

Yang Fang shook her head, took the two maidservants, and walked to the kitchen.

Ho ho ho ho ~

There was a loud cheer behind him.

The story is almost over.

"The evil scorpion spirit and snake spirit should have been defeated......

She suddenly felt that she was also a demonic barrier, and she listened to half of the book without seeing the beginning and the end, and she actually had a concern for the storyline in her heart.

A cook who can't tell a story is not a good lyricist?