"Young master, can you only read the big characters and not the small characters?"

In the middle of summer, the doors and windows of the study are closed, stuffy like a steamer, the square window of the willow leaf grid is still covered with curtains, for fear that the bright light outside the window will leak in, so the blue sky outside is white, but the study is like a dark night, a white porcelain high-rise lamp is placed on the mahogany desk, only a wick is lit, the lamp flame is like a bean, the lamp is yellow, just enough to see the volume of "Spring and Autumn Classics Collection Explanation" in the hand of Xiao Xi Nu Wuling.

"No, first read a big word, and then read the small word below the big word, don't be vague, read it clearly."

There is a lacquered screen on the mahogany desk, which divides the desk in half, Xiao Xi Nu Wuling and the white porcelain lamp are here, and the young master on the other side of the screen is even more in the dark.

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling looked thirteen or four years old, and his appearance was barely delicate, and then he looked at the scroll in his hand with a sad face, and said bitterly: "There are a lot of small characters, young master, my throat is smoking, I'm afraid I'm going to be dumb." ”

"Didn't you brew Sangju almond tea a long time ago, it's very good to moisten your throat, read it, don't be lazy, finish reading this volume today, I will reward you with a penny of silver, and one volume a day in the future, "Spring and Autumn Classics Collection and Interpretation" has a total of thirty volumes, and you will be rewarded with three coins of silver after reading it all." The young master in the darkness behind the screen lured him to his advantage.

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling couldn't put it off, so he had to drink two sips of mulberry chrysanthemum almond tea, wiped the sweat with his sleeve, and began to read with the dim oil lamp, read four or five pages, he felt that his mouth was dry, the sweat on his forehead dripped on the page, several drops were blurred together, the page was wet with a large piece, and the palms of his hands were also sweaty, it was too hot this day, and the doors and windows were closed, because the oil lamp was on the side, Wuling was not good at fanning, and the young master behind the screen shook the folding fan rhythmically.

"Young master, I can't do it, it's too hot this day, I, I, I'm dizzy, nauseous and vomiting, I'm afraid it's heat stroke, uh-uh-"

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling decided to learn Zhang Cailai's trick, otherwise, the young master would listen to endless books, who can afford it, don't want today's penny of silver.

"Zhang Cai said that his voice was hoarse, and you said that he had heat stroke, so what should I do, wouldn't I suffocate to death!"

"Young master, let's rest, listening to books all day long, my ears will be tired, isn't it--or, I'll accompany the young master to the back door under the stone arch bridge to enjoy the coolness, it's very cool there, and you can still hear the opera troupe singing in the big mansion over there in Xizhang, how about it, young master?"

"It's too sunny outside, I'm afraid it's not good for my eyes."

"Isn't there an eye patch, I'll find it for the young master."

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling was afraid that the young master would regret it, so he found the green cloth blindfold as quickly as possible, and walked behind the desk-

The young master sat upright, squinted at him, then closed his eyes and said, "Okay, help me tie it." ”

Wu Ling stood behind the young master to help the young master tie the blindfold, while looking at the back of the young master's head and back, the young master is fifteen years old this year, only one year older than him, but the young master is much taller than him, and now he is not much shorter than him.

"It seems that the scholar should be shorter, those young masters in Shanyin County are more than half a head taller than their scholars, and occasionally there is a tall scholar, but the back is hunched, no way, how can it be taller than the young master."

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling thought like this, and while quickly tying the green cloth blindfold for the young master, the young master stood up, put one hand on his shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling took that hand, slowly walked over to open the door, as soon as the door opened, a large piece of sunlight poured in, and suddenly filled the dim study brightly, and the young master said: "This is so sunny!" ”

Wu Ling also felt that the sun was very sunny, but it was better than being stuffy in the study, and there was no need to study endlessly, and said: "Young master come with me, it is absolutely cool under the stone arch bridge at the back door - young master be careful under your step." ”

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling guided the young master to the back door like a blind man, feeling comfortable, no need to study is a relief, for more than a month, he and Zhang Cai have taken turns to read all the four books and five classics, not that he and Zhang Cai are studious, but because the young master wants to listen to them study, the young master has a disease in his eyes, the famous doctor Lu Yungu in Shaoxing said, the young master has to take care of his eye disease, and he has to stay in a dark room without light, at least for a hundred days, and his eyesight can slowly recover, so the young master is bored, I grabbed him and Zhang Cai and read to him all day long.

"Xiao Wu, those jasmines under the east fence have bloomed." The young master, who was walking slowly on his shoulder, suddenly spoke.

Wu Ling turned his head to look, and sure enough, the jasmine on the east side of the fence wall in the backyard was blooming, with snow-white petals, green leaves, and a few purple jasmine, which was very eye-catching.

"Young master, how do you know that jasmine is blooming, as if it didn't bloom yesterday?"

"Listen, bees buzz and sniff, jasmine is fragrant."

Xiao Xi Nu Wu Ling tilted his head and glanced at the young master, the young master's green cloth blindfold was not taken off, Wu Ling said in his heart: "The young master's ears are very spiritual now, and the young master can hear the slightest sound clearly, but this doesn't seem to be very good, they all say that the blind man's ears are extraordinarily smart - can the young master's eye disease be cured?" ”

Wu Ling is a little worried, if the young master's eyes can't get better, then it will be difficult to wait, not to mention anything else, just this daily listening to books is enough for him and Zhang Cai, it's really weird, the young master used to have good eyes and didn't like to read, but now he has a disease in his eyes but he wants to read, isn't this a toss, if his eyes can't get better, then what's the use of reading more books, can he still participate in the scientific examination!

Wu Ling also felt that the young master's temper had changed a lot since his eyes were sick, at first he was crying and making a fuss and was very manic, no wonder, who is not in a hurry when he suddenly can't see things with good eyes, and then the young master is silent, and then he and Zhang Cai take turns to read to him, and the tone of his speech is very different from before-

How is it different, it is as if the young master has suddenly grown up Chengren, which makes Xiao Xi Nu Wuling feel strange and awe-inspiring.

……

Throw the mash river west Tongfu River, south of the temple river, after flowing through the Shaoxing Mansion School Palace, fold a big bay, Jiajing 21 years Zhang clan people funded the river straightening, this big bay became the inland river in front of Zhang's house, Zhang clan people live on both sides of the river, there is a three-arch stone bridge connection, the east of the river is called Dongzhang, the west bank is called Xizhang, the west Zhang is rich, the east Zhang is poor and weak, in addition to the winter solstice ancestor worship and some clan deliberations, Dongzhang and Xizhang do not have much, after all, the blood relationship has been three generations away, the family affection is gradually weakened, and because of the wealth and status disparity, Dongzhang is inevitably cowardly, Xizhang is inevitably arrogant, and it is difficult to get along well, so he doesn't interact much.

Now it is the dry season in summer, the bay of the Demo River is only shallow and more than two zhang wide, and there is no water under the left and right arches of the three-arch stone bridge, so it has become a good place to enjoy the cool in midsummer.

Zhang Yuan sat on a large bluestone under the arch bridge, listening to the sound of flowing water, smelling the smell of water vapor and wild flowers, feeling the cool breeze, and the green cloth cover on his eyes exuded the smell of cool medicine.

"Young master, I'll go get a fishing rod and fish while enjoying the shade."

Zhang Yuan listened to the footsteps of Xiao Xi Nu Wuling and ran back and forth, feeling very quiet in his heart, there has never been such a quiet, since two months ago he inexplicably became a child of the Zhang family in Shanyin County, Shaoxing Prefecture, and his eyes are still sick, Zhang Yuan's panic, anxiety, pain, and dazed can be imagined-

When you wake up and go back four hundred years, who can be calm?

The body is not his original body, he has become a young man, the name is the same, the surname is Zhang Mingyuan, and now he still has the table word, Zhang Yuan, the word Jiezi, born in the twenty-sixth year of Wanli, this year is fifteen years old, the soul of the two Zhang Yuan is fused, it is now him, of course, the soul of the future generations is the master.

More than two months have passed, Zhang Yuan has thought a lot in the dark, the hustle and bustle has settled, the mania has returned to quiet, and although he feels helpless when he looks back, since he has arrived here, he will live well.

In his previous life, Zhang Yuan liked to read, read the "History of the Late Ming Dynasty" by Fudan professor Fan Shuzhi, and had a little understanding of the history of the Wanli, Tianqi, and Chongzhen dynasties, and Huang Renyu's "The Fifteenth Year of Wanli" also read, knowing that the fifteenth year of Wanli was 1587 A.D., and now he was born in the twenty-sixth year of Wanli, and he is fifteen years old this year, which means that it is now 1612 A.D., and there are still thirty-two years before the fall of the Ming Dynasty......

"Late Ming, Jiangnan, Shaoxing Zhang, what else?"

A little frog jumped out of the weeds and rocks on the river beach, jumped forward, took Zhang Yuan, who was sitting still with an eye mask, as a clay wood carving, and jumped to Zhang Yuan's dovehead shoes recklessly, the dovehead shoes moved slightly, the little frog was very agile, felt dangerous, and jumped up quickly, but unexpectedly, a fan as big as half the sky swooped down, the little frog was hit on the head, hit back to the ground, a big foot has been raised, about to step on it-

"Spare you."

The big feet froze in the air, and the little frog who came back to his senses quickly jumped for his life.

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling, who was fishing by the river, turned around and asked, "What is the matter with the young master, what do you spare?" ”

"It's fine." Zhang Yuan gently lowered his feet, shook his head slowly, smiled slightly on his lips, and didn't know who he was saying to in his heart: "What can I do in such a world, I'm only fifteen years old, and I don't know if my eyes can be cured - Jiangnan in the late Ming Dynasty, prosperous in the last days, famous and merciful, I will appreciate it slowly first, and then consider others." ”

The wind blew from the west bank, bringing an ethereal singing, like a lotus flower out of the sludge, evaporating the sweet fragrance of decay under the scorching scorching.

Xiao Xi Nu Wuling said excitedly: "Young master, listen, the 'Edible Class' in Xizhang's mansion has started singing again!" ”

Zhang Yuan listened carefully, accompanied by the melodious flute, the tone was soft and tactful, and the words were clear in the ears:

"It turns out that the purple and red are all over the place, and they are all paid to the ruins of the broken well.

The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the joy of the courtyard is the house!

(The scenery is like this, my grandfather and grandmother don't mention it again)

Flying in the morning and twilight, clouds and clouds, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats.

The people of Jinping are looking at this Shaoguang cheap-"

……

Zhang Yuanxin said: "This is Tang Xianzu's southern song "The Peony Pavilion Returns the Soul", the work of Linchuan Four Dreams, has it been circulated everywhere at this time?" ”

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