Tianjin Wei had already disappeared on the sea, lonely sail far away, the obedient officer was blowing the sea breeze on the deck, the little maid Xiaoqian looked at his back, and felt that the small figure, but there was a sense of loneliness that the young lady said Du Gongbu's poem [Xibo is lonely today, and the phoenix is also long], I wanted to go up and speak, but I didn't have the courage to take a step over, and I saw Shan Sinan under the expectation of looking left and right.

"Hey! Little Scholar. The little maid walked over, waved her hand at the big head, and the big head turned her head to look at the girl in front of her who was wearing a dress full of flowers scattered all over the place, thinking that it was the young lady of the shipowner, so she bent down slightly and saluted in the tone of a good official, "I've seen the young lady." ”

The little maid Xiaoqian was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but giggle, the big head was so confused by her laughter, and when Xiaoqian confessed her identity, she suddenly blushed with shame.

Although the big head is clever, he has not seen much of the luxury family's style, thinking that wearing a Shu brocade skirt is a young lady, which is not bad in the north, like Wenren's, it is a Shu brocade. However, the prosperous resort in the south of the Yangtze River, the four famous brocades are all from the south, a horse of Shu brocade, in Ningbo, where the city is located, ten taels of silver is enough, to Nanjing Yingtianfu may be more expensive, at most one or two taels more expensive, to Yanjing Shuntianfu, the price is expensive, and it is not more than one.

Therefore, the little maid of the Yan family wears a Shu brocade skirt, and the cost is about thirteen taels, which is in line with the price of a maid who is favored by the young lady, but this one goes to Daxing County, plus the tailoring, it is estimated that Shen Bang, the county master of Daxing County, can only take it out for forty taels a year, and this is not what Mrs. Duan's maid Chunmei can afford to wear.

Feeling ugly, the big head turned his head angrily and ignored the little girl, Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing, "Little scholar, my sister apologizes to you, don't be angry." ”

In the end, he was only eleven years old, and the big head soon stopped being angry, so Xiaoqian pestered him to ask about the good official, and for about half an hour, the old bottom of the good official was wiped out.

After the interrogation was clear, Xiao Qian was overjoyed, and when she returned to the cabin, she said loudly to her own lady: "Miss Miss, Xiao Qian asked clearly, that Zheng family's little minister is a famous man in Shuntian Mansion, and he made a Mulan poem, and he is about to become famous in the world!" ”

Miss Yan was lying on the couch in a daze, seeing her face full of excitement rushing in, as soon as she came in, she said something big, and couldn't help but get angry, "Just that child?" Dainauchi? To put it so lightly, in this world, Mr. Qingteng deserves the title of a famous man. ”

Xiao Qian spit out the tip of her tongue, knowing that Miss was angry, she closed her mouth and sat on the edge of the couch, and the cabin was fine for a while, Miss Yan couldn't help it, and asked her, "Didn't you say that you made a Mulan poem?" I'll hear it. ”

"Miss has said everything, what good words can a child make, don't read it, it will save Miss's ears." Xiao Qian said deliberately.

Miss Yan was amused by her, and turned over and pounced, "Okay, you dead girl, see if I don't tear your mouth." ”

The master and servant laughed together on the couch, for a while, before resting, both panting, Xiaoqian is a favored maid in the end, all favored maids, all eyebrows are raised and know how to look at the face and will speculate on people's hearts, when can you tease your own master, when not, these are all knowledge, so she does not wait for her own young lady to ask again, and if her life is only as first seen, she will read it to her own young lady.

When Miss Yan heard this, her face changed as if she had been struck by lightning.

It's no wonder that this Miss Yan Qingwei was scorched by Lei and copied by the obedient official, known as [since the Northern Song Dynasty, only one person] or [eight hundred years without equals], in other words, hundreds of years after the Song Dynasty, his words were the first. And Mulan Ci is also his masterpiece, like Yan Qingwei, who was called "demented literati", that is, the combination of the so-called young women and the petty bourgeoisie in later generations, and it is also the first sentence common at the beginning of the era when a literati competed to carry out criticism and self-criticism...... I am immersed in a circle of depression, fearful, hesitant, and do not understand the meaning of life. ]

is so glamorous and sad, sprinkled and unembraced, this kind of poetry has hit a young woman hard, you can imagine.

Originally, Yan Qingwei was already amazed by the dot on her lips, but this time another Mulan poem came out, of course she was like a thunderbolt.

After a while, she shook her head and said to herself, "I don't believe that he can make such words that can be sung through ......the ages at a young age," she said, got up and walked outside with her skirt, Xiao Qian turned over, "Miss, Miss, what are you doing here." ”

Yan Qingwei carried the corner of her skirt and galloped, and went out of the cabin to the deck, just to see that the good officer was playing with the horses, she stopped, and Xiao Qian hurriedly chased after her.

"That's the one in the moon-white shirt?" Yan Qingwei turned her head and asked Xiao Qian, who nodded.

At this time, Yan Qingwei was a little frightened, but if she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't be willing to die, so she tugged at her skirt, straightened her chest, and cheered herself up, "Qingwei, you are Mr. Qingteng's registered disciple, that child, but a bully and a thief, what are you afraid of, go over and ask him." ”

Thinking of this, she was bold, soaring, her little feet walked quickly, and when she arrived at the good official, she was just about to open her mouth, and the glasses lady saw the person in front of her clearly.

Ah! Miss, his face is like condensed fat, his eyes are like paint, his eyes are like a variety of jade, at first sight, like a jade mountain going up, the light reflects people, his posture is like a spring moon willow, he is in the midst of everyone, like a pearl and jade among the tiles and stones......

Xiao Qian's words to describe her as a good official rang in her mind, and her face immediately turned red: It turned out that Xiao Qian was not talking nonsense.

Xiao Qian, who was following next to her, looked at her young lady's appearance, understood in her heart, and said in her heart: Miss, I believe that Xiao Qian is not talking nonsense! You always say that where in this world there is a young man with the style of Wei and Jin, there is one in front of you!

The good official was smiling and rubbing the face of the little white horse, seeing a young lady rushing to him, and suddenly blushing again and not speaking, a little inexplicable, but this young lady was dressed in white silk, which set off a snow-white and snow-white pretty person, as if she was the young lady of the shipowner's family.

I wear a moon-white Confucian shirt because it is cheap, but this young lady is white, and she is definitely not poor. Therefore, the obedient official subconsciously frowned.

"But Miss Yan, see you." The good official is not polite, and bends down to sing a fat song.

"Zheng Xianggong, Wanfu." Yan Qingwei's face was crimson, and she bent her knees slightly and said a blessing.

How can I say this scene! It's a bit like the taste of letting the bride and groom worship each other when they are in a cave room in Jiangnan, and Xiaoqian next to her suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled.

The obedient official didn't understand, but Yan Qingwei knew why her maid was smiling, she pursed her thin lips vigorously, her face was like rouge, red and greasy, and she was holding a beauty, but on both sides of her neck, there were two big tendons that collapsed.

Xiaoqian next to her looked at it, it was not good, and the young lady seemed to be a little annoyed.

As a subordinate, of course, she has to take the initiative to relieve the master, and at that moment, she was slightly blessed, "Little Xianggong, my young lady wants to ask you, is it really you who made Mulan's speech?" My young lady is a disciple of Mr. Qingteng. "She meant, little example, did you copy which old Confucian? Don't think about people, our young lady is a student of Mr. Qingteng, and she is also a belly of talent, if you don't have that big man, don't go to the top of the vat.

Yan Qingwei listened to her maid Xiaoqian say her thoughts, and suddenly gave birth to some courage, yes, in this world, there are many embroidered pillows, and they can't hide the behavior of deceiving the world and stealing their reputation.

At that moment, he straightened his chest and blinked his big eyes, "Zheng Xianggong may solve Qingwei's doubts?" ”

Although the words are polite, the meaning is not polite at all, I just doubt you, can you explain it!

What about that! If you usually ask, there is nothing wrong with a good official, and it is normal for people to be suspicious! Thirteen-year-old to make such a good work? Of course, to look at you with strange eyes. Moreover, it was indeed copied in the first place, although it was copied as a traversal, if it was not copied, how could it be proved that it was traversal.

However, the mood of the obedient official is different at this time, from the time he killed the two of them to surrender to the dock just now, the obedient official was almost led by the nose of Mrs. Duan's Wenren, and finally spread a handful of wildness, and another young lady ran out, and she had to take advantage of the situation to suppress people, Mr. Qingteng, hum! Xu Wenchang! I know, the master of the literati freehand painting style, the first poetry of the Ming Dynasty, hum! I also knew that he was a psychopath and killed his wife for no reason.

Therefore, the obedient official was extremely unhappy, and almost had the idea of brushing his sleeves away, but after thinking about it, the corners of his mouth twitched, smiled, and decided to come up with another song "Picking Mulberries".

Wiping his immature and hairless chin, he slowly recited: "Who puts the ice wheel full of Haitian...... Melancholy and parting from love...... Don't talk about divorce...... But there are always tears on a good night...... We should only see each other again...... That's this life...... Kana in this life...... When I was just worried, I remembered Qing. ”

After saying that, he turned away, and the little white horse snorted, shook his head, and slowly followed behind the good official.

"Big head, remember to feed some soybeans to the little white horse...... Ay! Young master, I know, young master, what does it mean that whoever puts the ice wheel full in the sea and sky...... What do you mean, do you want to practice swords if you have a sword or not? If you read too much, your brain will be bad, and when the time comes, you will feel depressed, hesitant, and unable to find the meaning of life...... Young master, aren't you a young scholar yourself...... Young master, I'm like this, and it takes 800 years to produce a ...... Hey! Young Master, you are so thick-skinned, otherwise, Young Master Ming'er will engrave a chapter, and it will be engraved with eight hundred years of peerless matchlessness, how imposing it sounds! Our ancestor grandfather Zhang Sanfeng, the old immortal, is said to have once claimed to have been able to push sideways for eight hundred years without resistance......"

The last sound in the wind seemed to be "...... Young master, if you look for a young grandmother in the future, you can't be a demented woman! ”

The master and servant walked farther and farther, and when they reached the other side of the deck, they threw Miss Yan's master and servant aside, especially the conversation between the master and servant, which made Miss Yan's face flush and tremble with anger.

"Oops!" Xiao Qian hated and stomped her feet, "This little husband is arrogant and coquettish, it's really ...... That big-headed ghost, I actually dare to say that the young lady is a demented woman, next time I pluck his ear......"

Miss Yan had never been treated like this, for a while, she was very aggrieved, tears rolled in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth tightly, for fear that the tears would fall and be seen and sneered.

For a while, it was really tender!

"Miss, let's go to the master to complain, and when the time comes, throw them into the sea to feed the fish." Xiaoqian is a clever person, she has a very good impression of the good official, how could she sneak into her own lady and throw people into the sea, just casually said that she would give her own lady a step down.

Xiao Qian dragged her own lady and found the master at the back of the boat, the master was about to go to lunch, thinking about whether to invite the little minister of the Zheng family to get to know each other, seeing that his daughter was coming, he suddenly smiled all over his face, "Qingwei, you have always said that there is no scenery on the sea, how can you be willing to go to the deck and walk away?" ”

The child was wronged, and when he saw his father, he must have tears rolling down, and Miss Yan was no exception, and the tears that had been controlled for a long time rolled down like pearls, and he threw off Xiaoqian's support and threw himself into his father's arms, "Daddy......"

The owner of the Yan family was shocked, his daughter has always been arrogant and has no spare eyes, who can make her cry? asked a few times [daughter, what's going on, tell Daddy], Miss Yan just cried vigorously and didn't say anything. Ship Master Yan had no choice but to ask Xiao Qian next to him, "Xiao Qian, what's wrong with Miss?" ”

Xiao Qian said: "Master, that's the case......" told the whole story just now. After hearing this, the owner of the Yan ship was a little ridiculous, this famous man, naturally he must have the style of a famous man, then Xu Wenchang, isn't it the same, he has to criticize current affairs at every turn, his daughter has not learned anything else from Mr. Qingteng, and she has learned ten out of ten with a skeptical attitude towards everything.

Strictly speaking, the owner of the Yan ship does not approve of his daughter worshipping under Xu Wenchang, Xu Wenchang is known for his wild salivation, although his fame is great, almost everyone in the Ming Dynasty knows it, but this Mr. Qingteng's surname is Zhang Yangyan, and everyone knows that he has committed suicide nine times, and when Jiajing was forty-five years old, he suspected that his wife was unchaste and killed his wife.

This Mr. Qingteng killed his wife, and there is no evidence of fart, which is not the same as the murder of a good official, so the good official was acquitted, and this Mr. Qingteng was imprisoned for seven years, and finally was released home by the current Wanli Emperor who ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.

What father would dare to hand over his daughter to such a person? But Yan Qingwei is indeed high-spirited, after reading the book, I feel that this Mr. Qingteng is worthy of being his teacher, and secretly took the little maid to Shaoxing, just when Xu Wenchang returned from outside the Guan, because he met a generation of strange women outside the Guan, I replied to the third lady and also Ketu Hatun, seeing that the twelve-year-old Yan Qingwei actually dared to run to Shaoxing with a little maid to apprentice, and was excited for a while, so he accepted a registered disciple, in fact, within a few days, Yan Qingwei was led back by his family.

But Yan Qingwei has considered herself a Qingteng disciple since that time, and she has to send Xu Wenchang a bunch of things every New Year's Day, and usually writes letters to greet teachers, and exchanges poems and books, and has been very famous among Zhejiang literati in the past few years.

Think about it, can the female disciple of the world's number one celebrity not be arrogant! Now I was hit by a good official, and I was stunned.

The owner of the Yan ship laughed and laughed, and Miss Yan sobbed and choked in her father's arms, and said, "He ...... He scolded me for being a demented woman. ”

With a snort, the owner of the Yan boat couldn't help laughing, this Yan boat owner was also born in Xiucai, and he was a scholar, and he knew that the demented literary woman was proposed by Yingzong Dynasty [Lou Dong Sanfeng], but at that time there were not too many demented literary women, and now there are many demented literary women.

In fact, Ship Master Yan felt that this sentence of demented literary woman was quite the finishing touch, but where was the reason that a father did not help his daughter but helped others, so he coaxed her, "Okay, good daughter, Daddy, I will let someone prepare a small sampan in a while, so that Zheng Xiaoxianggong's family can fend for themselves on the sea." ”

When he said this, Miss Yan was embarrassed, she just learned Xu Wenchang's arrogant spleen surname, and she was not Miss Ruan, where could she let others fend for themselves, she looked up and wanted to speak, and when she saw a smile in her father's eyes, she immediately knew that her father was making herself happy, and said angrily: "Daddy......"

Ship Master Yan laughed twice, "Okay, okay, Zheng Xiaoxianggong is only thirteen years old, why bother to be angry with that!" When he's a fart, let it go! ”

Yan Qingwei was ashamed and angry, and gave her father a meal to loosen her bones, "Daddy, where is there anyone who talks to his daughter like this, ignore you." ”

Enjoying the family fun of this father and daughter, the owner of the Yan boat burst into laughter, "Okay, good daughter, don't be angry, accompany your father to eat together." ”

Not to mention the Yan father and daughter here, the obedient official went back to the cabin, and first asked Shan Chixia's father if he had moved his lungs in the past two days, Shan Chixia smiled and said that the master was very happy in the past two days, and his complexion was very good. The obedient official was relieved, thinking that it would take about ten days for the ship to arrive in Ningbo, so he prepared to go back to his cabin and began to write down a book of words.

There are about dozens of cabins on this ship, and the owner of the ship Yan gave the Zheng family two cabins with opposite doors, and the cabin was cramped, and one kang couch accounted for a small half of the cabin, and there was also a low table, which was thought to be for eating, and there were a few small horses in one corner.

He took off his waist Muramasa, then sat cross-legged on the kang couch in the cabin, dragged the low table, and lay on it with both hands and began to think.

What he wants to write this time, of course, is "The Legend of the White Lady", the Ming Dynasty also has this story, but it is completely different from later generations, it is about a woman who took a boat with a maid to seduce Xu Xuan to get married, and later Xu Xuan used the property given by the White Lady, which was stolen by the government, and was repeatedly arrested and imprisoned.

This story was later written into the book by Feng Menglong, full of the flavor of etiquette and preaching, people are people, demons are demons, good people and bad people are clearly distinguished, which is completely different from the version adapted by Tian Han in later generations.

Of course, a good official can't write like that, there are more lyrics and lyrics for the Lijiao in recent years, so he can't write another one, so he naturally wants to write a kind, benevolent, and Bingqing Yujie White Lady who has the heart to save the suffering and save the Bodhisattva, just like Nie Xiaoqian has completely subverted the image of a female ghost.

What's the name of the book? Xu Xian and the White Lady? Not good, wait for a thousand years? This is too far ahead of its time......