Hexing Town.

Gu Mengping stood in front of the entrance of Gu'an Street, looking at the Lin family's mansion in a daze. Mrs. Lin is the nurse of Xiao Jinxuan, the governor of Jiliao, and is deeply loved by the Xiao family. This time, Steward Xiao led his own girl to visit because Mrs. Lin was ill, and the Zhang family couldn't spare time, so she could only ask her daughter to come on her behalf.

Coming to invite Zhang Xubai and Daochang Zhang in such a bold way, will it arouse the disgust of Xiao Lin's two families?

However, Zhang Xubai's medical skills are extremely high, and he is not under his senior brother Chen Xuanyi, if he misses it this time, he doesn't know when he will wait next time.

Thinking of this, he settled down and stepped forward and knocked on the door of the Lin Mansion.

It was an old man who opened the door with slightly deaf ears, Gu Mengping repeated it four or five times before he understood, "Oh, are you looking for Steward Xiao?" Hey, why don't you go to the capital to find Steward Xiao? "yes, it's still a fool.

"I'm tired of this old man to send this sticker to Steward Xiao." Gu Mengping took the opportunity to hand over a tael of silver.

Although the old man's ears are deaf, his eyes are not dazzling. His face changed immediately, and he pushed Gu Mengping out of the door viciously, "I said a long time ago, if you are looking for Steward Xiao, you will go to the capital, what are you looking for in our Lin family?" No, no ......"

Gu Mengping was extremely embarrassed, and the stickers and silver in his hands were not given, nor were they received. I was afraid of bumping into the old man again, so I could only stagger back.

"Listen to me, old man...... I came to see Zhang Xubai, Daochang Zhang begged him to treat my master's ......" Gu Mengping couldn't care about anything in a hurry, raised his voice slightly, and his face showed a begging look.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face became faster, and he pushed him out hard, and then closed the door with a bang.

What's going on? Gu Mengping was stunned.

It wasn't until the sound of a carriage behind him that he woke up.

"Huh? The one in front is Gu Xiaoguan? How is the petty official here? A familiar voice came.

Gu Mengping turned his head and was overjoyed, it was Steward Xiao who got out of the carriage.

Steward Xiao had a smile on his face, but also a doubt. Gu Mengping's name will spread after the end of the poetry meeting of Mt. Xiao, although Steward Xiao does not read much, he can also make a few limerick poems, and he was shocked for a long time when he heard the problem of hiding wealth from the people.

If it were someone else, he would have pretended not to know, and then let the carriage quietly drive into the corner gate. But it was Gu Mengping standing in front, and he jumped out of the carriage.

"I have something to ask for ......," Gu Mengping blushed and said that he wanted to ask Zhang Xubai Dao Elder to see a doctor for the old monk.

Hearing that it was this matter, Xiao Guan's parents sighed and said with a smile: "Although Zhang Daochang's immortal trace is here, but I don't dare to make the decision for his old man, otherwise I will ask for the little official?" As he spoke, he leaned towards the carriage and whispered a few words.

Suddenly, a voice came from the carriage, like a silver bottle bursting, melodious, "Filial piety is commendable, why don't Uncle Zhong invite someone into the house?" Is it better than asking on the street? ”

Gu Mengping hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"This is our girl, the most kind-hearted." Steward Xiao spread his hands and asked Gu Mengping to enter the house.

At this time, the door of the mansion had already opened, and the old man who had just pushed Gu Mengping out bent over and stood by the door. Seeing that Gu Mengping was invited into the mansion by Steward Xiao, he didn't raise his eyes, but just saluted the carriage.

"Lao Lin, this is the petty official of the Gu family in Suiping Liangbang Lane, and he has just taken the lead in the Poetry Club of Shengshan Mountain." Steward Xiao pointed at Gu Mengping.

The old man raised his eyes, looked at Gu Mengping seriously, and then lowered his head and said that he understood.

Gu Mengping knew that this person was not deaf, and his brain was not confused, most of them pretended to fool those visitors.

When she entered the house, a servant woman brought her pedal and put it under the wheel, waiting for the curtain to be lifted in the car.

Don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people! Gu Mengping hurriedly turned his head.

Seeing that he was interested, the smile on Steward Xiao's face deepened.

In a moment, a voice with a slight surprise sounded behind Gu Mengping, "It turned out to be you?" ”

Gu Mengping turned his head at this time, but he still lowered his head, "I've seen Miss Xiao." "The head hung low, and I couldn't see what the person in front of me looked like, but a touch of apricot red on the ground was dazzling and gorgeous.

The person in front of him chuckled, sounding cute and cute, "Speaking of which, it's the second time we've met, and last time I didn't know that you were a bamboo, a blue, and a stone." Speaking of this, she was a little stunned, "By the way, you weren't famous last time." It's really strange, you are not much older than me, how can you come up with a problem that the people are rich at the bottom, and the king is rich at the top? She blinked slightly, her eyes were full of surprise, and she didn't wait for anyone to speak, and then continued: "By the way, I also thought of a problem, you can help me take a look." ”

"The tax collection is from its thinness, and the people's abundance makes it thick." This means that the state should collect taxes and encourage the people to plant more mulberries. Although it is not as rich as Gu Mengping's people, it is also better than the people in the poetry meeting of Rongshan that day.

"Miss Xiao is talented, I admire it." Gu Mengping gave a sincere salute. He stood on the shoulders of his predecessors to write the problem, but the little girl in front of him made the problem by herself.

The person in front of him is Xiao Jinxuan's granddaughter, Xiao Wanyi.

She began to read at the age of four, could memorize the Analects at the age of five, and by the age of six she had already written a chapter, and at the age of eight she wrote a poem "Yongxue", which inadvertently flowed outside the house and was known as a talented woman. Because of this incident, the Xiao family exchanged the blood of the servant maid, and since then, Xiao Wanyi's name has never appeared in the capital.

Seeing that his own girl actually praised Gu Mengping very much, Steward Xiao nodded secretly. The girl had always thought highly of herself, and this time there was someone who convinced her.

Xiao Wanyi was also nodding.

It is said that many of the children of the Sui Ping Gu family are not talented, but the person in front of him is not only leisurely, but also has excellent articles. She had read that essay many times, and asked herself if she could make such a rigorous eight-strand essay.

The fact that the person in front of you can do it is enough to prove that there is real talent and real learning.

"The rumors aren't all credible." Xiao Wanyi whispered softly, her eyes swept over a drooping maid, and her eyes were slanted.

The drooping maid shrunk her neck.

"Brother Gu, please come with me, Daochang Zhang is in the flower hall." Xiao Wanyi lifted the floor-length skirt and smiled, like autumn water.

Gu Mengping looked at Steward Xiao, and when he saw him nodding, he followed behind Xiao Wanyi.

If you want to talk about beauty, you should count the sleeves! When she grows up, she will inevitably be the color of the country and the city. But Xiao Wanyi in front of her is like a deep valley orchid, and like a swaying tree in the lotus pond. It is about Qingyuan, the skin is like snow, and the eyebrows are picturesque.

There is a faint fragrance in front, as if the night breeze has blown through the lotus pond in May.

It's inexplicably calming.

Lin Mansion covers a huge area, and the buildings are all imitation of white houses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they are not colorful. The threshold of the pavilion corridor is like turning in the meantime, and there are many vines and vines planted in the garden. The waterfront is stacked with stones for the mountain, which is exquisite. Turning a few hand-copying verandahs, the eyes suddenly opened up, only to see a hill appear in front of me, the mountain cinnamon, red maple, pine scattered causes.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a small lake, the mountain lingers around the water, and the waves are clear and blue. There is a small pavilion next to the lake, and at this time there is a Taoist with white hair standing at this time.

He was smiling at them.

The bamboo color behind the pavilion is cold, and the wax plum outside the outline is in full bloom. Such as a fairyland on earth, the fairy is in the world!

I didn't see Zhang Xubai, I don't know who he is; Seeing Zhang Xubai today, he is already intoxicated......

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'The tax is from its thinness, and the people are rich and the people are thick' This sentence is a problem I made up blindly, so everyone is happy, hehe.

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