Daozi is a cheerful person in both his previous life and present life, and he will do what he says after he understands something, he returns to his room, takes a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and begins to draft the procedural documents for running newspapers and periodicals.

This is not a project to engage in industrial production, why write program files?

Because of running newspapers and periodicals, things are complicated, if you don't write the program in advance, there will be such and such mistakes, like the last time the Wu Family Grand Theater was opened, there were a lot of mistakes in the road, but fortunately, it was made up in time by luck and financial resources.

Naturally, he had to draw on the experience of the previous time to set up a newspaper and periodical, and he had to have a detailed plan instead of doing whatever he could think of.

When he came to his small study, Daozi took the pen and dipped it in ink while contemplating and writing.

The little witch Jiayi didn't know when she ran over, she couldn't help but be curious when she saw Daozi writing and drawing, and stared at it with bright big eyes.

Looking at the ghost drawing talisman on it, Jiayi said: "Is Brother Daozi going to be a Taoist priest, how to learn to draw ghost talismans?" ”

Speaking of which, he looked serious and frightened. Because Jiayi had heard that monks were not allowed to marry wives, she thought of this, so she threw herself into Daozi's arms, hugged Daozi's waist tightly, and begged Daozi not to become a monk.

Daozi was speechless by Jiayi, when is he going to become a monk, he is writing a program, okay? Busy explaining to her, the little witch was relieved and wiped away her tears, but just in case, she suddenly waved Daozi's lips, and then left shyly and quickly.

Daozi felt the softness and wetness of his lips, he didn't react for a long time, and finally looked up to the sky and sighed, the evil old society, why is everyone so precocious?

Thinking of this, Daozi subconsciously looked at himself as a sign of a man, and said in his heart that in the past, children in later generations drank fake and shoddy milk powder so they were precocious, but in the Ming Dynasty, there was no fake and shoddy milk powder, even if this was the case, everyone was still precocious. It seems that people's precociousness has nothing to do with milk powder, but with the times.

Michiko shook his head slightly, thought through his thoughts, and began to write his program again.

What Daozi didn't know was that when Jiayi and Tabo were bo, Xing'er happened to walk in, and she also looked up and saw it, but she was ashamed and hurriedly sneaked away. It's just that she can't help but think about the scene on Jia Yibo's lips in her heart. Right in front of you, close, so close! Let Apricot feel that the soft kiss was made by herself.

Thinking of this, Apricot's face flushed as if she was about to drip blood.

Governor's Mansion. Gui Zixiao is sitting in meditation and drinking tea.

Zen sitting was popular in the Ming Dynasty, and it was largely a kind of retroism. Because of the Han and Tang Confucianism that Gui Zixiao believed, and the Han and Tang Confucianism has one of the most classic places, that is, the sitting posture, regardless of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Confucian scholars are kneeling or sitting on the ground.

Zen, in fact, is not Buddhist, but Taoist. Because Fuxi is Zen, King Wen is Zen, and Zhuangzi is Zen.

Zen is a kind of realization, and most of the Confucians of the Ming Dynasty were Taoist Confucians, or Buddha Confucians. Taoist Confucianists such as the pre-Qin Confucianism, the Han and Tang Confucianism, and the Cheng and Zhu schools; Buddhism, such as Wang Yangming's school.

Whether it is a Taoist or a Buddha, they all love a habit, that is, meditation, meditation.

Gui Zixiao was meditating in his tea room, and suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps, he smiled slightly, he remembered the "Xiang Zhi Xuan Zhi" written by his father Gui Youguang: Xuandong, so taste as a kitchen, people go, from Xuan Qian. Yu Hu lives in the house, and for a long time, he can distinguish people by the sound of his feet.

Why can't I distinguish people now?

"Linlang, you're older, it's better not to go out and walk around casually in the future."

Gui Zixiao looked at the handsome and lovely girl like jade, and said softly.

The girl's name is Gui Linlang, she is Gui Zixiao's favorite little daughter, she has been smart and clever since she was a child, but she is a little disobedient to discipline, but most of this disobedience is also Gui Zixiao's father.

When Linlang heard his father say this, he immediately knew that his father was referring to the lively things he was watching in front of the Wu family's mansion.

She snorted at the moment and said that she blamed her father for doing this, because her father loves to watch the excitement, how can her daughter not love to watch the excitement?

When Gui Zixiao heard this, he was first stunned, and then laughed.

He loved this daughter from the bottom of his heart, and his daughter's biological mother persuaded him to bind her daughter's feet, but she was rejected by herself, because she couldn't bear her daughter's painful appearance. Now it's good, and she's grown into a big-footed girl!

Gui Zixiao sometimes wonders if he was wrong at the beginning, if his daughter continues to develop like this, who would dare to marry her?

Especially in the past few years, the foot-binding atmosphere of the gentry class in Jiangnan has become more and more serious, and if a woman's feet are full, the matchmaker is willing to go to the house to say goodbye.

Seeing that my daughter is getting bigger and bigger, she will be in time for another year, if she can't talk about matchmaking, then it's over.

Gui Zixiao was anxious, but things had taken a turn for the better, that is, the Wu family's little gentleman shouted for the Xu family's young lady Jiayi not to wrap her feet. This made his eyes light up, and he said that the female junior holds the gold brick, and his daughter is now thirteen, although the Wu family is a gentleman, but after all, the family background is still good, and Wu Dashan's reputation is also good, if he lets his daughter marry him, it is a good choice.

It just so happened that the daughter seemed to have some interest in that little gentleman, and spoke for him several times to persuade herself to go to the Wu family platform to warn some people with ulterior motives.

Of course, Gui Linlang's original intention was nothing more than hoping that he would have more "people of the same kind who do not bind his feet".

But in the heart of his father's return to his son's filial piety, he became a love for righteousness and peace, and secretly had feelings. And this is also the most fundamental reason why he dared to break the clear boundary with Shang Jia Jingwei.

All for the sake of her daughter's happiness.

If Gui Linlang knew Gui Zixiao's thoughts, he would have to spray his father to death with a mouthful of salt water. What is this? How could I possibly fall in love with that little gentleman?

Gui Zixiao collected his thoughts and said to Linlang: "Linlang, my father has thoroughly investigated the Wu family's son Daozi, although he is a little nonsense, but he is smart and wise, which is undeniable, if he cultivates it well, he will not be inferior to another beard."

Linlang heard Gui Zixiao comment on Daozi, and said in her heart What are you investigating him, and besides, whether he is smart and wise or not, what does it have to do with Miss Ben? is still bearded, just like him, can he still grow into Zhang Juzheng's "saint" appearance? Blow it, you old!

Linlang couldn't help but grit her teeth when she thought of the scene of Daozi lying on the old chair and being served by a beautiful girl pinching her shoulders, and then thinking of her father's evaluation that he would be another Zhang Juzheng, she couldn't help but disdain and roll her eyes.

What kind of person is Gui Zixiao, the idea of the intimate little padded jacket is immediately clear to his heart, he smiled and said: "Linlang, don't believe it." Do you bet with your father? ”

"Bet on what?" Linlang said that the big cow drank flower tea.