Zhang Cao read very fast, and read the eleventh volume of "The Collected Explanations of the Spring and Autumn Classics" for twenty pages without stopping, threw the book on the desk with a "snap", and gasped: "I'm so tired, so hot." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The third brother will rest first and take a sip of tea." ”

Zhang Cao took two sips of tea, shook the folding fan and said: "It's too boring to concentrate on a book, I brought a book today, and I will make sure you listen to it as if you are fascinated." ”

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and asked, "What book and who wrote it?" ”

Zhang Cao didn't answer, but asked: "Do you remember Yuan Shigong, the second child of the third Yuan of the public security, who passed by Shanyin three years ago and came to visit my eldest father - you are young, you must not remember." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "I remember, Yuan Zhonglang, a famous man. "I don't know Yuan Hongdao through the late Ming Dynasty, that's simply "The Legend of the Deer and Ding", I don't know Chen Jinnan in my life-

Zhang Cao said "aha": "You really remember, then let me tell you, this book is from Yuan Zhonglang's hand." ”

Zhang Yuan remembered that Yuan Hongdao died in his forties, so he asked, "Is Yuan Zhonglang still alive?" ”

Zhang Cao said: "I died, I died the year before last, I was only forty-three years old, and I spent all my time drinking and losing my bones when I was a teenager, so I died young." ”

Sixteen-year-old Zhang Cao commented on Yuan Hongdao like this, but he didn't want to think that his own prostitution and cruelty were more ridiculous than Yuan Hongdao when he was young.

Zhang Yuanxin said: "It's a pity, Yuan Hongdao died, I originally expected him to carry it." ”

Since it is written by Yuan Zhonglang, with Zhang Cao's surname, he should like Yuan Zhonglang's "Zheng Zheng" or "Bottle History", "Zheng Zheng" talks about drinking, and "Bottle History" talks about flower arrangement, these two books Zhang Yuan has browsed casually, if you can listen to Zhang Cao read it again, then you can remember, since you want to take the road of reading the imperial examination, then these tastes of literati and doctors must be learned, otherwise there is no common language will seem out of place, to change, you must first integrate-

Zhang Yuan said: "Then ask the third brother to read Yuan Zhonglang's masterpiece for me." ”

"This book has a lot of words, I'll pick a paragraph and read it to you first, prick up your ears and listen carefully, this kind of strange book is not something that ordinary people can see-" Zhang Cao coughed, flipped through the book softly, and began to read:

"Two days later, but it was the first day of June, and the weather was very hot. When it was noon, a round of fire umbrellas was in the air, and there was no cloud, which was really the time when the stones flowed gold. There is a word for this heat: Zhu Rongnan came to whip the fire dragon, and the fire clouds and flames burned the sky. It is said that the wheel will not freeze at noon, and all the nations will be like in the red furnace. The clouds of the five mountains are gone, and the bottom of the Yanghou is thirsty. Why should the golden wind blow overnight, sweep away the heat of the world for me. This Ximenqing has been experiencing a hot day lately, and he has never gone out——"

When Zhang Yuan heard the word "Ximen Qing", he couldn't help but let out a soft "huh".

Zhang Cao asked, "What?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Not much, the third brother continues." ”

Zhang Cao continued: "This Ximen Qing has recently encountered the heat, never went out, at home to spread his hair and cloak to escape the heat, in the garden in the Jade Xuan roll shed, watching the little girl every dozen water and watering the flowers, only to see a pot of Ruixiang flowers planted in front of the Jade Xuan, blooming very much. Ximen Qingling came to An'er with a small watering can and watched the watering. I saw that Pan Jinlian and Li Bei'er are often silver-striped yarn shirts, with dense colored yarn and gold and mud skirts, Li Bei'er is a big red charred cloth than a jia, and Jin Lian is a silver-red ratio, but Jin Lian does not wear a crown, dragging a nest of Hangzhou Cui Yun Zi Net, showing her temples, and three emerald flowers on her forehead, the more she shows her pink face and oily head, and her red lips and teeth——"

Reading this, Zhang Cao raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Yuan and said, "What about meson, can this kind of description be regarded as if it is in front of you?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Sure enough, it is a good text." ”

Zhang Cao said: "I'll pick another paragraph to read to you, that is, Ximen Qing and that Li Bei'er-" read in a low voice:

Ximen Qing saw that her gauze skirt was covered with red gauze pants, and the shadow was exquisitely clear, revealing the jade bone ice muscles, and he didn't feel that his silver heart was rising, and he saw that there was no one left and right, and he didn't comb his hair, pressed Li Bei'er on a chair, lifted the Hunan skirt, and the red pants faded. The two of them were full of the joy of flying, and they didn't want Jin Lian to go back to the Yulou, so they walked to the corner of the garden, thought about it, handed the flowers to Chunmei, came back and crept quietly, and walked outside the Jade Xuan Mali to listen. When I heard enough, I heard that the two of them were doing a good job inside, only to hear Ximenqing say to Li Bei'er: "My heart, do you love anything else, love you so much white ass-"

Zhang Yuan's knuckles tapped on the mahogany table: "Okay, don't read it." ”

The powdery scholar ate and laughed.

Zhang Cao laughed and said, "What, is it hot and undecided?" ”

Young people in this era are impulsive when they see a slightly more explicit description of the two surnames, this is because there is no enlightenment of Teacher Cang, there are extenuating circumstances, extenuating circumstances-

Zhang Yuan smiled: "It's okay, you can still restrain yourself." ”

Zhang Cao said mysteriously: "Jie Zi, do you know what kind of book this is?" If you can name the book, I will lose you a beautiful woman. ”

"Ahh The fat powder scholar shouted: "No, no, no, don't-"

"Shut up." Zhang Cao shouted, his tone fierce: "Is it not a beating?" ”

The beautiful maid dressed as a scholar was suddenly silent, and she didn't dare to come out, Zhang Cao was extremely tyrannical, and she treated her attendants and servants a little unsatisfactory to him, so she added her fists and feet, and rolled all over the ground, and no one dared to persuade her.

Zhang Yuan shook his head, he didn't want to bet with Zhang Cao anymore, they were all brothers of the same clan, there was no need, and it was not necessary to win, the last time he won Zhang Cao was to hope that someone would read to him, during the eye-catching period, he just wanted to listen to the book well, but the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, Zhang Cao insisted on sending it to the door to find abuse, so he had to fulfill him-

I heard Zhang Cao sneer: "This maid is seventeen years old, fair and slender, quite a bit of posture, just like the two sentences I just read 'powder-faced oil-headed, vermilion lips and bright teeth' - how about it, meson, bet or not?" You can name the book, I'll send her to you as a personal maid, you're fifteen years old, and you know how widows are sick and widows are lustful, hehe, it's hard to tell you about the beauty of this, just try it. ”

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh, like a junior high school student playing in front of him, and said: "If you want to bet with me, just say what you want me to do, as for what I want if I win, then it should be up to me to say." ”

"Okay." Zhang Cao retracted the folding fan and struck it in his left hand: "You say, whatever I have, whatever you want." ”

Zhang Cao never believed that Zhang Yuan would know the title of this book, and there was no engraved copy of this book on the market, the volume in his hand was a manuscript of Yuan Zhonglang, Yuan Zhonglang lent it to Xie Zaihang, the director of the Ministry of Industry in Nanjing, and Xie Zaihang lent it to his eldest father Zhang Rulin, he stole it from his father's pillow to read, Zhang Yuan read what book he knew very well, and it was impossible to know this book-

Zhang Cao thought proudly in his heart: "Zhang Jiezi will definitely say that this is "Zhongyi Water Margin", because "Zhongyi Water Margin" also has Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, and Jie Zi Water Margin has not read it all, this time it has set my trap, haha." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The third brother will first tell me what you want me to do if you win?" "It's a good feeling to win.

Zhang Cao said: "Two things, one is to give me the chess secret score you got, and the other is that you are still not allowed to wear an eye patch in front of me in the future——"

Zhang Cao was angry about losing to Zhang Yuan in chess last time, and decided that Zhang Yuan had won a certain chess secret book to make great progress in chess-

"By the way," Zhang Cao added, "and one more thing, Jie Zi, I don't like the way you talk to me now, you have to change this, otherwise I'll be angry." ”

The original Zhang Yuan was following his buttocks, with a tone of stammering and envy, but now, wearing a blindfold, speaking unhurriedly, and having no respect for him, this is not good, it has to be changed.

"Okay." Zhang Yuan agreed: "If I lose, the chess secret score will definitely be handed over, and I will not wear a blindfold from now on, as for the demeanor and tone, if there is something wrong, the third brother can scold me at any time." ”

Zhang Cao Dale: "Not bad, yes, you just want this attitude - now it's time for you to say, what do you want me to do if you win?" He said in his heart: "Jie Zi, this idiot, must think that this book is "Zhongyi Water Margin", and he still looks so determined, what kind of fairy pretending to be a wisdom bead in his hand, hehe, there will be a good show to watch soon, hurry, hurry." ”

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