Chapter Eighty-Six: The Great Master of Literature Zhao Kang (I)

Zhang Youxian and Zhang Youcheng saw that the two sisters seemed to know what kind of work it was, and hurriedly asked: "Second sister, third sister, have you also seen what kind of golden bottle plum, the biography of the crazy woman, and the history of the embroidered bed?" ”

Zhang Youxiang immediately said: "I don't read that kind of book!" ”

After Zhang Youxiang finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, but he didn't react for the time being, only to hear Zhang Youxian and Zhang Youcheng asking: "What kind of book, second sister, you must have read it!" ”

Zhang Youxiang blushed, but said with certainty: "I haven't seen it, I definitely haven't seen it!" But he looked at his two younger sisters looking at him with disbelief on their faces.

Zhao Kang smiled: "If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it." Today, husband, I'll show you a masterpiece! I promise you haven't seen it! ”

Several people asked in unison, "What book?" ”

Zhao Kang got up from the bed and walked to a row of bookshelves, took out a handmade rice paper thread-bound traditional vertical hand-copied version of "Stone Records" from the ring space, then turned around and handed it to the women, and said as if he had a pen: "Look at this book, it's okay, right?" ”

This book was purchased by Zhao Kang at a high price from the almighty Taobao. Zhang Youxiang took the book with a few doubts, looked at the cover first, and then frowned and read: "Stone Notes, by Cao Xueqin." Husband, who is this Cao Xueqin, why haven't I heard of it? ”

Zhao Kanggang wanted to say that this Cao Xueqin was the first writer of "My Qing Dynasty", and immediately remembered that Xiao Cao had not yet been born in these years. With a twist of his head, he said, "Pseudonym!" You know the pen name, right? This Cao Xueqin is the pen name of her husband! ”

Zhao Kang estimated that when Xiao Cao heard this, he must have been so angry that he crawled out of the coffin to justify himself. But it is estimated that there is no chance, let alone Xiao Cao now, I don't even know if Xiao Cao's father Lao Cao was born. As for the skin, Zhao Kang has long been shameless, how can he discuss the thickness of the skin with him?

Zhang Youxiang said: "It's so strange that the husband's pen name is obtained! ”

Zhao Kang said: "Well, what's strange, do you have to take a pen name like Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng?" ”

Zhang Youcheng's eyes widened and said, "Lanling smiled and smiled, how do I feel that this name is good?" ”

Zhang Youxiang laughed out loud, but soon the four wives were attracted by this masterpiece of Cao Dashen, and opened the first chapter of "Zhen Shiyin's Dream Psychic Jia Yucun Fengchen Huai Xiu" and began to look carefully.

For a while, the originally noisy cave room instantly quieted down. Zhao Kang is also happy to be idle, and it is basically impossible for him to have any common language with his wife who is a primary school student. As for a certain idea...... At least Zhao Kang still thinks that he is a normal human being, and he can't do the kind of thing that only animals can do.

A few wives of all ages were fascinated by reading books, and they didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Kang, Zhao Kang thought: A few little children, should they really understand Dream of Red Mansions?

Lying down, Zhao Kang actually began to miss Chunmei, Dongmei, and Makata, who are now living next door. I thought angrily: If it was in normal times, I would probably still be enjoying the "big sword" service of the third daughter at this time. Thinking about it, he was even more sullen, pulled over a quilt, covered his head and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhao Million took a group of wives to the hall to wait, according to the normal procedure, the daughter-in-law should come to greet her in-laws and serve tea this morning. As a result, I waited for three hours and there was no movement. However, Zhao Fugui, Chunmei, Dongmei, and Makata got up early to arrange breakfast for everyone, and Makata also performed a dance for Zhao Wanwan.

Until the sun was shining, there was still no sound coming out of the room of Zhao Kang and Zhang Youxiang, and the thirteen wives began to wait impatiently, Zhao Million finally couldn't help asking: "What's going on with this Kang'er, it's almost noon, and he can't get up yet, is he usually like this?" ”

Chunmei, Dongmei, and Makata didn't dare to speak, so Zhao Million simply asked Zhao Fugui by name: "Fugui, is it that Kang'er usually gets up so late?" ”

Zhao Fugui said helplessly: "Young masters usually don't get up at this time......"

Zhao Million said a little nervously: "Then Chunmei, do you want to go to the Kang'er room to see, could something happen?" I'm just such a son, and I'm worried. ”

Zhao Fugui continued: "Master, in fact, you don't have to go, I mean that the young master usually sleeps until the afternoon...... It's only noon now, and the time is so early, the young master usually won't get up. ”

Zhao Million said angrily: "It's really unreasonable! This Kang'er really became more and more unspeakable after becoming an official. How can there be three watches who don't sleep in the middle of the night and don't get up until the afternoon during the day? What is this system? Zhao Fugui, you are really, you have accompanied the young master to study since you were a child, and now you are accompanying the young master to be an official, you don't know how to talk about him! ”

Zhao Fugui called a bitterness in his heart: in this area of Shaanxi and Monan Mongolia, the person who dares to teach his young master is estimated not to have been born yet! Don't talk about lessons, even if someone says bad things about Zhao Kang and is heard by others, they will definitely be scolded by the people under Zhao Kang's rule, and they will not use force. On the high slope of the loess, Zhao Kang is simply an existence like a Buddha in ten thousand families.

But after thinking about it, it is still necessary to defend Zhao Kang: "Master, in fact, the young master is not what you think. He often told me that when dealing with things at night, it is not easy to be disturbed, and his mind will be more concentrated, so the young master is usually used to handling official business at night. ”

Zhao Million is an old creature, how can he be deceived by Zhao Fugui's nonsense: "Fart!" You said that it's just usual, Kang'er drank a lot of wine yesterday, and she was newly married, how could she still deal with official business in the cave room on a candle night? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? ”

Zhao Million was preparing to teach Zhao Fugui a lesson, but at this time, Zhao Kangzheng walked in with a yawn in rags, and if you look closely, you will find that there are two big hanging from the corners of his eyes. Standing at the door in a daze, he shouted: "Chunmei, Dongmei, Makata, why didn't you give me water to wash your face?" ”

Zhao Wanwan, who was sitting in the hall with a group of wives, yelled viciously: "Kang'er!! Why are you only getting up now? What about the Hunan sisters? ”

Only then did Zhao Kang see his cheap father and a group of cheap mothers sitting in the center of the hall, staring at him intently. Chunmei, Dongmei, Makata, and Zhao Fugui were waiting on the side. Zhao Kang touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "Dad, why do you get up so early?" ”