The two maids and two maids who were waiting for Zhang Cao were staying on the verandah outside the study, bored, but they didn't dare to walk away casually, the two maids were older, fifteen or six years old, and the little maid was only eleven or two years old.

The maid Chunlan was clever and said, "I'll go and tell my wife." "I ran away, so let's dodge it first.

The other three looked at each other, and they didn't dare to come out, nor did they dare to go in to persuade each other, and they didn't know what to do, when they suddenly heard the young master of Dongzhang roaring: "Zhang Yanke, sit down for me!" ”

The second maid and the servant were shocked, and said in their hearts: "Young Master Jie Zi dares to yell at my son-in-law like this, I am afraid that I will be beaten, it will be troublesome, and Young Master Jie Zi's mother will come to cry." At the same time, the three of them also breathed a sigh of relief, it would be good for Yanke Gongzi to find the punching bag, as long as this punch and kick did not fall on them, they were happy.

But listening to the silence in the study, the little girl Fu'er leaned in the door to take a look, and saw Yan Kegongzi standing there panting, his eyes staring at the young master Jie Zi who was facing him, and the young master Jie Zi also glared back-

After a long time, Zhang Cao gasped for a moment and said: "Jiezi, I'm not angry with you, I'm scolding that merchant, the merchant is hateful, I have to smash his shop, but the annoyance is that his shop is not here, in Macau." ”

Zhang Yuan pulled Zhang Cao to sit down, turned his head and called outside the study: "Tea, tea." ”

The little guy Fu'er hurriedly brought the tea and secretly glanced at Yan Ke Gongzi, the third son's face was still a little red and swollen with anger, but he sat there honestly, which was very different from the usual days when he didn't beat people and didn't lose his anger, and the little guy Fu'er was secretly surprised: Why did the third son listen to the words of the young master so much, it was really strange!

Zhang Yuan waved his hand to let the little guy out, then took a sip of tea, and said: "Third brother, listen to me, the merchant who sold your telescope did not deceive you, this telescope is very likely to be the only one in the current Ming Dynasty, of course, one hundred and eighty taels of silver should be a little more expensive, but you have to think about it, this telescope was transported from Taixi to Macao tens of thousands of miles away, and it is reasonable to say that it is expensive." ”

Zhang Cao roared dryly, drank two sips of tea, and asked: "Since there is only this one, how can you know at a glance that it is a telescope, you have seen it in your dreams?" ”

Zhang Yuan smiled, did not answer directly, and said: "I have seen many things in my dreams, far beyond your imagination, so I know that it is not unusual, and many things no one knows except me." ”

Zhang Cao laughed, shook his head and said: "That's it, Jiezi, you are an immortal, I can't win you, I'm willing to bow to the wind-" rolled his eyes and said: "No, I still have a treasure, which you have never seen before." ”

Zhang Yuan heard that there were still treasures, and thought: "Zhang Cao, this guy is really a lot of treasures, it is good to have money, you can collect a lot of good things, it seems that I have to think of a way to seek wealth in addition to studying for the imperial examination, and I can't do anything without money." He said, "Okay, let me see it, but I have a word first, whether I know this thing or not, you must not get angry, and you must not drop things." He bent down to pick up the telescope that had been broken in two, and shook his head repeatedly.

Zhang Cao said: "I will never get angry, I will not drop things, my husband is like a mountain." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Take the treasure out." ”

Zhang Cao said: "Jiezi, you still have to be blindfolded, this treasure is so bright that it will hurt your eyes." ”

Zhang Yuan put on a blindfold according to his words, and heard Zhang Cao go out of the study, and after a while, he came back, not alone, but also the footsteps of a woman, the man's footsteps are different from the woman's, so he asked: "Third brother, who did you bring here?" ”

Zhang Cao said: "A maid, holding the treasure - Lianxia, quickly hold the treasure in front of Jie Zi, be careful, take it out, let Jie Zi touch it, see if he knows what it is?" ”

Zhang Yuan heard the servant girl named Lianxia timidly agree, and walked in front of him lightly, bringing a faint fragrance, followed by the sound of "squirming", it seems that the treasure is wrapped in brocade, it is really precious-

Zhang Cao on the side said: "Jiezi, reach out, go down." ”

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, the touch was as delicate as porcelain, and he couldn't help but be stunned, what is this? The hand is slightly forced, Yingying grasps it, but it feels soft as a crisp, and the palm is still held by a convex point, and I can't help but hold it down and rub it, and the maid Lianxiang in front of me suddenly snorted, and the voice was so charming that it made people's hearts tremble.

"Damn!"

Zhang Yuan hurriedly withdrew his hand and scolded with a smile: "Zhang Yanke, you are too ridiculous, what is this, this Lianxia, go out." While tearing off the blindfold, I saw the back of a woman in a long-sleeved shirt and a long skirt flashing out the door.

Zhang Cao was already laughing so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, and he pressed his stomach and said while laughing: "Hahahaha, Jiezi, I really convinced you, you really have seen this, haha, you are not a child, right, who is it, Yiting or Rabbit Pavilion?" ”

There are only two girls in Zhang Yuan's family, but thinking that the rabbit pavilion is too small, it is unlikely, Zhang Cao insisted that Yiting and Zhang Yuan were having an affair.

Zhang Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense! Let me ask you, have you ever read the Tang novels "The Biography of Nan Ke Taishou" and "The Story in the Pillow"? ”

Zhang Cao doesn't like to read serious books, he wants to read the wild history notes and erotic novels, and said: "Naturally, I have read it, "The Pillow in the Pillow" is a dream of Huangliang, and "The Biography of Nan Ke Taishou" was compiled into a southern song by Lin'an Tang Ruoshi "The Legend of Nan Ke" is even more well-known, what are you doing when you suddenly ask this?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Let me tell you, the dream I had is similar to this "Nanke Ji" and "Pillow Ji", so I have seen a lot of knowledge, that's it." ”

Zhang Cao looked at Zhang Yuan fixedly and asked, "Have you married the princess as a concubine?" Become a high-ranking official? ”

"Who became a high-ranking official?"

A woman's voice suddenly sounded outside the study, Zhang Cao's mother, Mrs. Wang, came, and Zhang Yuan hurriedly got up and saluted.

Mrs. Wang looked at the messy study, frowned, and said, "What are you doing here, Cao'er, drop things again!" ”

Zhang Cao smiled and said: "Mother, the child and Jie Zi are talking and playing, and they want to pretend to be a martial artist, and they accidentally knocked down these utensils." ”

Mrs. Wang hurriedly asked, "Did you hurt your body?" ”

Zhang Cao stretched his arm and said, "No, no." ”

Mrs. Wang heard the maid Chunlan say that Zhang Cao lost her temper again, she was angry and anxious, Zhang Cao hurt others and herself every time she lost her temper, so she hurried over to see it, and listened to a sentence of "princess of the horse" or something, it seems that her son is indeed acting and playing with Zhang Yuan, so she said: "Don't mess around, have had enough, Zhang Yuan, your mother called you home for dinner, go back." "I still treat Zhang Yuan as a little hairy child.

Zhang Yuan said goodbye to Mrs. Wang, and Zhang Cao sent him out, laughing all the way.

Zhang Yuan said: "Third brother, the telescope is just broken at the joint, the lens is not broken, you find a skilled craftsman to repair it, this telescope is indeed unique in the Ming Dynasty." ”

Zhang Cao agreed, still laughing.

Zhang Yuan said: "Don't send it, you go back, remember to accompany me to Dashan Temple early tomorrow morning." ”

Zhang Yuan came to the door of his backyard alone through the three-arch stone bridge, and felt that the palm of his hand was greasy, so he went to the Mash River to wash his hands, and couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.

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Looking up to the sky and laughing and begging for tickets, book friends brought tickets.