During the Yongle period, the poet Li Zhen wrote in the poem "Beauty Round": "The Circle Society has never been idle, and the writer has a trick and relies on double bends. The eyes are moving quickly, and it is difficult to solve the problem. The twelve carvings are entwined, and the hibiscus is still gone. The messy green silk treasure sideburns are biased, and the dusty socks are small. ”

Shang Ran did not bind his feet, his feet were not big, in order to facilitate the bow, this dress was also different from yesterday, wearing a green narrow sleeve skirt, below was a white silk skirt, and the feet were flat embroidered shoes, under Zhang Yuan's repeated encouragement, Shang Ran bowed shyly, and the little maid Yunjin gently threw the ball to Shang Ran, Shang Ran lifted the skirt with his left hand, took a half step back, twisted his waist, hooked his right foot, caught the ball, gently tossed, turned up his left foot, and turned hard, and the ball flew up - Zhang Yuan cheered loudly and applauded.

The single juju is called white fighting, and the women's juju is generally played in vain, and there are few teams to fight, because it is a juju in front of Zhang Yuan, Shang Tanran was a little shy and restrained at first, and soon let go of his hands and feet, such as swallow homing, oblique flower arrangement, wind swinging, crutches, tiptoes, rides, kicking, these juju skills are displayed one by one, what makes Zhang Yuan pleasing to the eye is obviously not Shang Yanran's juju skills, but the bright eyes that rise and fall with the ball, the pink gauze pants exposed in the gently lifted skirt, and the one-arm stretch and slim waist twist at the moment of welcoming the ball. Light, energetic, beautiful, this is Zhang Yuan's favorite Shang Ran, just like the first time I saw it on the island in the middle of the lake in the Taoyuan Garden, the flat embroidered shoes that do not wrap his feet and the posture of fluttering in the wind made him feel excited-Shang Ran kicked high again, this time the kick was crooked, the ball flew diagonally and hit the eaves of the bamboo pavilion, when it fell, Zhang Yuan caught up with it, tried to dribble the ball, and the ball fell to the ground in two hits, and said with a smile: "Teach me." ”

Shang Ran was a little panting, supporting his small waist with one hand, his chest rose and fell under his willow green shirt, as if he was hiding a big secret, and now he was eager to reveal it, and said slightly: "If you practice more, you will naturally be proficient." ”

Zhang Yuan practiced for a while, and landed on the ground after kicking a few feet, Wu Ling and the little maid Yunjin picked up the ball and threw the ball to Zhang Yuan - Shang Yuran gasped for a while, and suddenly saw Zhang Yuan's left foot kicking, and the ball flew towards her, and quickly caught the ball, took and tiptoed twice, and kicked the ball back to Zhang Yuan, with a strange joy in her heart.

The two of you come and go, play once, Shang Tanran's pretty face is crimson, sweaty, Zhang Yuan knows that she is a little tired, and catches the ball with his hand: "Let's play here today, come back tomorrow, it's good to keep fit." He added: "Breakfast will be brought later, and we will go to the hidden spring to wash our faces." He took the lead in walking towards Juyuan, walked a few steps, and looked back, Shang Ran was still standing there, and without waiting for him to speak again, he lightly lifted his skirt and followed.

The little maid Yunjin was also going to follow, Wu Ling shook his hand and said in a low voice: "What are you going to do with you." ”

Yun Jin was thirteen years old, and when he heard this, he hesitated a little and asked, "Don't you have to go with you?" ”

Wu Ling said: "The young master and the young grandmother want to say something close to themselves." ”

"Young grandma?" The little maid Yunjin was stunned, and then said "oh" and said, "I haven't married yet." ”

Wu Ling said: "Sooner or later, by the way, Yun Jin, your young lady is married to my young master, do you want to come along?" ”

The little maid Yunjin said: "Of course I have to follow my young lady - hey, what are you happy about?" ”

Wu Ling hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I just feel that it will be lively in the future, and I will be happy in my heart, your young lady and my young master are really in love." ”

The little maid Yunjin nodded and said: "Yes, it's really happy to watch, but it turns out that Zhang Gongzi also likes to bow, no wonder I don't like women to bind their feet, if my young lady binds her feet, she can't play with Zhang Gongzi like this." ”

Wu Ling looked at this neat little maid intently, and felt that his heart was beating, and the fifteen-year-old Wu Ling also knew that he was in love...... Red is rising, the heat is about to appear, but in the green trees surrounded by the hidden spring, still cool and quiet, under the spring, above the small pond between the flowing spring stone gaps, Zhang Yuan squatted down to wash his face, raised his face to Shang Ran said: "It's really refreshing, Ranran, you also come." ”

Shang Ran looked at Zhang Yuan's face full of water droplets, hesitated for a moment, took out his green sweat towel from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan took it, and when he wiped the water droplets, he smelled a faint fragrance - Shang Ran watched Zhang Yuan wipe his face with her sweat towel, her face was very red, and saw Zhang Yuan squatting down to scrub the sweat towel and then return it to her, Shang Ran said in his heart: "This is really a careful and gentle man." ”

Shang Shuran straightened the corners of his skirt, carefully squatted on the bank of the flowing spring, gently wiped his face with a sweat towel, and saw Zhang Yuan staring at her with a smile, and said shyly: "How can you look at people like this!" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Lu Ji has a poem 'fresh skin is moist, beautiful and delicious', seeing you, I think so too." ”

Shang Ran said half-ashamedly and half-annoyed: "You despise me-"

Zhang Yuan squatted down beside Shang Ran and said: "How is this light, it is love, if this is light, then we will become husband and wife, then I want to be thin to the end, the husband and wife whispered, is it light." ”

Shang Ran ate and said, "This, at this time, it's not a couple-"

Zhang Yuan smiled, didn't look at Shang Ran, threw a stone into the water, and said: "Shanyin, Huiji, who doesn't know that the Shang girl is my Zhang Yuan's wife?" ”

Shang Tanran lowered his head, and after a while, he let out a "hmm", his voice was very soft, almost inaudible.

Zhang Yuan's ears were bright, so he went to pull her Shang Ran's hand, which was as white as jade, and like a new peeling onion tube, and there were four small meat sockets on the back of his hand, which were gently grasped, soft as boneless - Shang Ran's body trembled slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, Zhang Yuan held it tightly, so he had to let him only bury his face in his knees, and he couldn't help but let out a coquettish moan between his throats.

The spring is silent, the light is finely broken, the mountains are quiet, and the earth is barren.

…… Returning to the hut study from the hidden spring, Shang Ran and Zhang Yuan's relationship became much closer, Shang Ran had the feeling of being a wife, and suddenly exuded virtuous brilliance, reading for Zhang Yuan, dining with Zhang Yuan, less shy, more gentle, eyes full of affection, shaking hands, but if Zhang Yuan wants to have a more intimate move, Shang Tangran will dodge, and said angrily: "Then I won't come." "Eyes glancing out the door.

Zhang Yuanzuo said: "Read and read, we read." ”

Shang Ran "sneered" and opened the book to read: "-- The defeat of Cai Shigu has been strong, and when it comes to Zheng Zhi, you feel that there are people who are different and the moon is different, and it is not a ratio of stealing hair by time to fight for Zheng with the uncle-"

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and listened, concentrating on remembering, this summer of White Horse Mountain, one is reading, and the other is talking.

Zhang Yuan came here on the sixth day of the first month of June, and Shi Shuang came to report in the afternoon of the ninth day of the first month, saying that the master asked the young master to go back, and the lord of Kaifeng had a letter to come, Zhang Yuan resigned from Shang Zhoude and went back to Shanyin, and Shang Zhoude asked Zhang Yuan to come here again to study if he had nothing else to do - in the evening, Zhang Yuan returned to the East Zhang Mansion to meet his mother Lu, and Zhang's mother Lu said sullenly: "Your father can't come back this year, Prince Kaifeng Zhou will be edicted to enter Beijing to see the emperor in September, and he can only return to Kaifeng in the spring next year. I can't take leave, and he can't come back for my November birthday, and he can only resign and return to his hometown when Prince Zhou returns to the next year. ”

Father Zhang Ruiyang is thousands of miles away in Kaifeng Zhou Wangfu, Zhang Yuan can't think about it, only with his sister Zhang Ruoxi comforted his mother, Zhang Yuan took his father's letter to see, Zhang Ruiyang is extremely pleased that his son Zhang Yuan won the first case of the government test, Zhang Ruiyang's own lifelong child, now only sixteen-year-old son is the head of the county test and the government test, next year's make-up officer is certain, this is not the ancestor has a spirit, otherwise two years ago, why did the rather stubborn son suddenly open his mind, so grown?

Lu Chun and Lu Jie came sweating profusely and said, "Uncle Jiezi, do you want to see the sawn wood?" ”

Zhang Ruoxi shook his head and smiled: "Two little fools, watching craftsmen sawing and planing wood, Lu Chun bluntly said that he wants to be a carpenter when he grows up, and it is interesting to be a carpenter, Lu Jie said that the carpenter is so tired, he is not a carpenter." ”

Zhang Yuan laughed and thought to himself: "How old is that Emperor of the Apocalypse who loves to do carpenter work now, is he so old as Chun?" For me, the carpenter emperor is far better than Chongzhen, who wants to work hard but is self-serving, well, go to Beijing in a few years to see if you can see that little carpenter first? ”

The lower floor of the small building of the three wings in the back garden has been completed, the carpenter is sawing wood and hammering nails to build the upper layer, it is expected to be completed at the end of next month, and the construction of this two-story wooden building of the three wings is time-consuming and does not cost much silver.

The next day, Zhang Yuan went to the grange on the east bank of Jianhu Lake in the morning, nearly two months have passed since he last came, the water level of Jianhu Lake has dropped a lot, and the drought is getting worse, Zhang Yuan found that there are rich families and gentry along the lake who take advantage of the opportunity of the lake to dry up and retreat to direct slaves and tenants to build land on a large scale, and the 800-mile Jianhu Lake has been gradually eroded for hundreds of years, although it has obtained a lot of fertile land, but the lake area has shrunk, the water storage capacity has been greatly reduced, and the role of Jianhu Lake in draining and relieving drought has naturally been greatly reduced, and the year of wind and rain is just that. Once a small natural disaster will become a major natural disaster, decades, hundreds of years, or even a thousand years of drought and flood disasters will be concentrated, it seems that there will be no disaster in the future, drought and flood disasters are all in the past few years - a large part of the natural disasters are also because of [***], these rich and wealthy gentry are blind, only for their own immediate interests, where do they care about the flood!

Zhang Yuan's four tenant farmers take turns to use two waterwheels to draw water to irrigate the fields day and night, and the fields near Jianhu Lake are fine, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can still get water for irrigation, and most of the seedlings in the farmland that are far away from the water have died, the fields are cracked, the farmers are sad, and the Ma Taishou Temple is full of incense.

In the evening, Zhang Yuan returned to Shanyin, that is, he went to Beicheng to see how Yang and Yicang were built, and talked with Lu Yunpeng and Liu Xiucai for a while, Lu Yunpeng said that recently, a few righteous rich people came here to see how many stones Yicang said they wanted to donate grain, but Yicang was not built, and it was impossible to collect grain-Zhang Yuan said: "If there is one who says that he wants to donate grain, he will write down his name, and the list will be announced, and first write down the names of my uncle and my father, my uncle and ancestor will donate 300 stones, my father will donate 200 stones, and the rest of the fields and silver money you donated last time will be recorded. Let Mr. Liu write it out and post it to inform the people of the county and encourage the rich people to donate. ”

(To be continued)