After the case was heard, Yuan Chong wrote a letter and sent it to Yu Zhu. Tell him that Niu Tianci has been found, and he will return to Cangshan County with his family in the near future. Tell the master to appease Niu Dazhuang's family.

Yan Hui, who took a shower and changed his clothes, was surrounded by Mrs. Miao and several women in the backyard of the county government at this time.

Mrs. Miao is the wife of Miao County Ling, and she fell in love with the white and lovely Yanhui as soon as she saw it. hugged and kissed again, so Yanhui called her mother. Yan Hui finally escaped their entanglement and hid in the back garden. I had just walked a few steps when I saw a little girl walking on the gravel path in front of me.

Yan Hui looked at the beautiful little girl in a pink dress like a fairy in the painting, and felt a little familiar. When he saw the colorful threads wrapped around the little girl's bun, he suddenly remembered that this was not the little girl who wanted to play with him.

The little girl was holding a net bag in her hand, and it seemed that she was going to catch something. The little girl walked up to Yanhui and stopped. Tilting his head to look at Yan Hui, he had his fingers in his mouth, and a pair of big eyes were blinking and thinking about something.

"Little brother?" The little girl asked tentatively, and Yan Hui grinned.

"Little brother, it's really you. Little brother, can you come and play with me? ”

Yan Hui nodded and said, "Sister, what do you want to play?" ”

The little girl handed the net bag to Yan Hui, and then said, "Little brother, you can help me catch it-"

"Catch birds, huh? No problem, I'm pretty good at catching birds. ”

"Little brother, can you catch something else?"

"No problem, you can catch whatever you want, and there is nothing you can't catch." Yan Hui patted his little chest and said.

"Little brother, you can catch butterflies for me."

"Uh-" Yan Hui was deflated. This season, butterflies are still in that state of wriggling arch by arch, where can they catch it? But since the big words have been blown out, you can't say it, especially in front of such a beautiful girl, you have to change it if you don't have it. What's changing? Yan Hui's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

"Sister, do you have paper and paint? It's the kind you use to paint. ”

"Yes, yes, you come with me." The little girl took Yanhui's hand and was about to run.

"Wait, wait for me to chop down a piece of bamboo." Yan Hui found an axe from the firewood room, chose a small green bamboo, cut it with a click, and then cut off the branches and carried it on his shoulder. The two children walked hand in hand to a guest room in the backyard. On the desk in the guest room, there are all kinds of paper, ink, pen and inkstone, Yan Hui took a knife for cutting paper, sat under the eaves of the porch in front of the guest room, and split the bamboo into thin bamboo strips. He also asked the little girl to find cotton thread, and he wanted to tie a butterfly kite for the little girl.

Yan Hui has a lot of strength and skillful hands. After a while, the skeleton of a kite was ready. Find a white paper paste on the skeleton, and the rest is to color. The little girl understood what Yanhui was going to do, clapped her little hands and jumped up and down, "Paper kite, paper kite." Little brother, I want to put paper kites. ”

The two of them lay on the ground and carefully traced the pattern and painted the color. A colorful butterfly kite is done. The little girl laughed and danced, and the laughter like silver bells sprinkled all over the courtyard. Yanhui tied the kite with a string, pulled the little girl to the open space in the garden, and the butterfly kite rose into the sky with the spring breeze. The little girl took the thread and kept putting it down. The kite rose higher and higher, and the laughter of the two grew louder and louder.

"The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. Under the influence of this situation, Yan Hui casually sang out the "Village House" by the Qing Dynasty poet Gao Ding.

"Good poetry. A good one is drunk with spring smoke from the willows on the embankment, and a good one is busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. Yan Hui and the little girl turned around at the same time, and Yuan Xianling and a beautiful lady stood behind them.

"Daddy, mother. The paper kite that my little brother made for me. You see how high and beautiful you fly. ”

It turned out that this little girl turned out to be the daughter of Yuan Xianling, and that lady must be the mother of the little girl and the wife of Yuan Xianling.

"Niu Tianci has seen the county and the lady." Yan Hui walked over and saluted.

Mrs. Yuan looked at this little person, and saluted in a decent manner, but she didn't like it in her heart. She pursed her lips and smiled, and said to Yuan Chong: "Husband, is this the brave and resourceful little hero you said?" She looks so cute. ”

"Haha, that's it. Niu Tianci, the poem just now is very good, the artistic conception is excellent, I don't know whose masterpiece it is? Yuan Chong asked with a smile.

Yan Hui blinked, this question is not easy to answer. Let's tell the truth, people are chasing and asking who is Gao Ding, what should I do? Yan Hui can't say that it was written by an ancient poet in his previous life, isn't that the more he talks, the more chaotic it becomes. If you want to say that you wrote it yourself, people ask you who you learned, when you were enlightened, and what do you say? You must know that Yan Hui is facing his own parents, and his own situation will be clear to Yuan Chong when he checks it. There is no village school in Woniu Village at all, and there is no clever master nearby. Besides, Yan Hui is just three years old, has he been reading and reading since he was breastfeeding? Who believes? It's not that there are no prodigies, but the ending is generally not good, and low-key is the king.

Yan Hui smiled and said, "Didn't the county zun forget, isn't this the county zun's masterpiece?" I listened to what my village's patriarch, Grandpa Sun Shan, said. He said that this poem was improvised by the county after you were drunk, and my grandfather would recite your poem aloud every time he got drunk. He said that your poetic conception is elegant, and the scenes are blended, which is a rare masterpiece. ”

Yuan Chong's expression was very embarrassed at this time, and he racked his brains and couldn't remember when he had written such a good poem. He just wanted to ask, but felt a pain in his waist. When I turned my head to look, I saw my beloved wife's apricot eyes wide open, a jade hand was on the meat of her waist, and she said in a clear posture: "Okay, wow, you drink behind my back." Yuan Chong grinned and turned his head to ask Yan Hui.

"Oh, did I make this poem? I've been busy with official business lately, and I can't remember it for a while. But I don't know what year my grandfather was a showman, and where did he hear me compose poems? ”

Yan Hui grinned secretly, and he didn't know half a basket of Niushan Douda's characters. Usually I can't even make up a smooth mouth, where do I know poetry. But now that it's been said, we have to move on. He also saw that Yuan Chong was a little afraid of guilt, and he had to find him a step down.

"The county respects the people of a county and works very hard, so naturally they don't remember these things. My grandfather wasn't a showman, he was just a farmer. He listened to the Lord's book. During the spring ploughing last year, the county respected and Yu Zhushu went to the countryside to inspect the spring ploughing situation. The people thanked the county for their hard work and toasted on the side of the road. After the county respects the drink, he sees the boy in the village putting the paper kite, touching the scene, the poetry is prosperous, and the export is a chapter. There is this poem "Village House". Yu Zhushu greatly admired the talent of the county, and every time he recited this poem, he had to drink and harmonize. My grandfather memorized the poem after listening to it once. My grandfather said that other people's poems sound elegant, but they are difficult to understand and remember. The poems of the county are not only elegant, but also easy to understand and remember. Even a farmer like my grandfather only listened to it once and remembered it. My grandfather said that the poems of the county will be passed down for centuries and will endure for a long time. ”

Yuan Chong's face became redder and redder, and his posture became more and more erect. By the time Yan Hui finished speaking, his jaw had already raised. The spring breeze blew his green shirt, and the three strands of long hair also swayed slightly, which was very the style of a generation of famous artists. Mrs. Yuan looked at her husband's face with admiration, and her hand left Yuan Chong's waist.

"Hahahaha, Niu Gong praised it. It's just an improvisation, and it can't be put on the table. God, I will go back with this official tomorrow, and I will meet Grandfather Ling and Ling Zun. The official wants them to teach you well, and let you read and write as soon as possible. You must know that you must not waste time to gain fame and fame while you are young. ”

"Students will follow the teachings of the teacher, and after they go back, they will study hard every day and never disappoint the expectations of the teacher." Yan Hui knelt on the ground and bowed solemnly three times. This is the etiquette for disciples to meet their teachers. Yuan Chong's last sentence just now is obviously the meaning of the teacher to encourage the disciples to work hard to learn. And only the teacher would say this to his beloved disciple. Moreover, Yuan Chong had already called God just now, which showed that the relationship between the two had come one step closer. Yuan Chong has the intention of loving talents and having the heart of accepting apprentices, how could Yan Hui not understand, so he knelt on the ground and performed the rite of master and apprentice.

"Hahaha, you kid is a bit witty. That's it, I'll accept you as a teacher. Madam, my husband is happy to accept disciples today. You go and prepare some food and drinks, and our family celebrates. ”

"Yes, the husband wants to drink a few more cups today, and the concubine really wants to hear the husband write a poem for the concubine."

"Hahaha, that's nature."

The little girl pulled Yanhui's sleeve and asked, "Little brother, you have become my father's disciple, what should I call you?" ”

"Call me Senior Brother, or just call me Brother Tianci."

"Wow, wow, wow, I'll call you Brother God. Brother Tianci, that poem was obviously read by you, how can you say that it was written by my father? Every time my dad wrote a poem, he would write it down and read it to me. But I've never heard him read it to me, and I can't be mistaken. Brother Tianci, you are lying to my father, I will tell my father to go, unless you ~~~~~~"

"Brother will take you to buy candy man, buy two."

"No, it's too little. I'm going to buy silk flowers, crisp beans, quiches and ......."

"Senior sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Yuan Yuan, what's wrong?"

"Hehe, it's fine. Eat so much that you're not afraid of becoming round? Yan Hui puffed out his cheeks and gestured.

Yuan Yuan looked at Yan Hui calmly and said two words: "No~~~~ I'm afraid." ”

The two of them took their little hands and walked out of the county office, Yan Hui will have money, and he will have fifty taels of silver. He exchanged some loose silver taels and found the few catchers that day. One by one, the uncle shouted, stuffed the broken silver, said that he was grateful for saving his life, and invited a few people to drink. The money can be taken, but let a child ask for a drink, and these catches still can't pull down the face. But with the silver, I was content, knowing that Yanhui was going out with Miss Yuan, the two catchers hurriedly went out together, but they didn't dare to let these two children lose it again.

Along the way, Yuan Yuan also wanted this one and that one. After a while, Yan Hui's hands were full of things. That's not all, Miss Yuan was tired of walking, so she didn't ask, she jumped on Yan Hui's back and asked him to carry it. Yan Hui thought to himself, didn't he say that the ancients were more feudal and paid attention to whether men and women were close or not? So what kind of rhythm is this?

In fact, Yan Hui thought too much, the ancients had a saying that men and women could not kiss. But that is for adult men and women, and the ages of Yan Hui and Yuan Yuan are not listed.

The people on the street looked at these two golden boys and girls, and the more they looked at them, the more they liked them. I saw that the two children came for good food and fun. Those stall owners and traders are also half selling and half giving away. There are lively people who still tease a few sentences from time to time, but it's not too much, the two children are followed by two officials. People with good deeds have asked the official errand, and after knowing that the boy was Niu Tianci who caught the bad guy and rescued the abducted child, he couldn't stop praising Yanhui for being a little hero.

Heroic feelings are very common in Dayan, and the reason why those virtuous monarchs and holy lords, famous ministers and fierce generals are remembered by the people for generations is because they have protected the interests of the people and maintained the stability of the country. Compared with them, what Yan Hui has done is nothing, but the people don't care about this, as long as you do good things for the people, the people will not forget you.

Yan Hui didn't feel much about these compliments, he had a grand ambition in his heart. That is to replace the faint gentleman, restore his surname, and live a free and easy life. Now this little thing is not taken to his heart at all. But Yuan Yuan on his back was very excited, and said loudly to the people around him: "This is my God-given brother, and my father has accepted God-given brother as a disciple." From now on, my brother will be my family. ”

The children's words are unscrupulous, the adults laugh haha, and no one picks the sick sentences in Yuan Yuan's words. Yanhui has since had a confidante, although he is still young, he will always grow up one day.