Zhang Yuan sent the third brother Zhang Cao out, turned around and returned to the inner courtyard, and saw Mu Zhenzhen walking over quickly and blessed him: "Young master, the little maid is back." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "It's already noon, let's eat here and then go back." ”

"Nope." Mu Zhenzhen put the bamboo basket placed on the side of the patio on his back and smiled at Zhang Yuanyanran: "Thank you, young master." He turned around and bent his knees to Zhang's mother, Lu Shi, and said crisply: "Madam, the maid is gone." "Briskly out the door.

Zhang's mother Lu said: "I also kept her, she said that her father still has to wait for her to go back to cook, she is a filial child - where did Yuan'er say the real ancestors from last time?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "It is said that the Qarluq people who moved from the area of Green Mountains and Jinshan are tens of thousands of miles away from us, and the Qarluq people are Caucasians, with blue eyes and white skin, and their hair is brown, yellow, and maroon-"

The little girl Rabbit Pavilion opened her mouth wide when she heard this, and her eyes were wide open.

Yi Ting said: "Isn't that like a yaksha ghost, it's really not that ugly." ”

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Those Qarluq people who entered the Central Plains don't know how many generations have been in Zhenzhen's generation, and Zhenzhen's appearance is similar to ours. ”

Zhang's mother Lu said: "It's really white, as if it is powdered, and every time it comes and goes in the wind and rain, there is no tanning." Asked: "What did Zhang Cao show you, laughing like that?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The third brother laughed because he talked about Yao Xiucai, saying that once Yao Xiucai loses the student's clothes to me, everyone will spit on him." ”

Zhang's mother Lu said: "That Yao Xiucai has a bad reputation, and Mr. Lu Yungu's uncle in the early years-" felt that her son was still young and it was not appropriate to know this, so Zhang's mother Lu changed her words and said: "My son made a bet with that Yao Xiucai, but I have to be wary of him." ”

Zhang Yuanxin said: "It turns out that my mother knows about Uncle Lu Yungu." He said: "Isn't my son studying hard, just to win that Yao Xiucai." ”

Zhang's mother Lu doesn't read much, and she doesn't know the difficulty of making art, but her son Zhang Yuan reads so hard every time she sees it, God rewards hard work, she believes that her son can win, and said lovingly: "My son doesn't have to work too hard to study, remember to be eye-catching." ”

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Listening to books, asking difficult questions, practicing calligraphy, a day passed.

Listening to books, asking difficult questions, and practicing calligraphy, another day passed, and the time of reading hard behind closed doors was long and fleeting.

On the evening before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Cao came over to Zhang Yuan and said: "Yao Litigation Stick has begun to visit those students one by one, the county students are widely distributed, hundreds of miles away from the southeast and northwest, Yao Litigation Stick first visited from the students far away from the city, and the hired sedan chair man straw shoes have run a few pairs, according to the servants of the Yao family, Yao Litigation Stick These people often lose their temper at home, and they think that they are angry with meson you, so that he Yao Litigation Stick has no time to help people litigate and make profits, and the losses are very large, haha, Yao Litigation Stick has begun to be unlucky. ”

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Yao Zhuzhu will inevitably hit a wall, and it is impossible for fifty-four beings to be bought by him with such a small favor." ”

Zhang Cao said with a smile: "Exactly, Yao is stingy, he only knows that he will do whatever it takes to collect money, and asking him to give money to others is really like cutting his flesh, but he only needs to really envelop 19 of the fifty-four people, and maybe he will be willing to pay some blood - Jie Zi, when will our clever plan start to work?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Don't worry, let's plan and then move, let Yao Zhuba send more gifts everywhere, so that his flesh hurts." ”

Zhang Cao said: "Okay, then I'll go back first." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The third brother went back to see Mr. Fan and said that they would not use to study, and that they would have a holiday and a day off, and I forgot to tell Mr. Fan before." ”

Zhang Cao sneered: "You are really good at grinding, Fan Zhen's reading voice is dumb, what is a day off, it is two days, the day after tomorrow you want to go with me to the meeting, forgot?" ”

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On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang's mother Lu arranged for Cuigu and Yiting to go to the street to buy mooncakes, watermelons, vegetarian dishes, fruits, and edamame...... Beaming and busy, preparing for the holidays.

Zhang Yuan has nothing to do except reading and practicing words, the autumn color in August is beautiful, the afternoon is long, Zhang Yuan is alone in the study to practice big characters, this Yan Zhenqing Magu stele has been copied more than 100 times, now it seems to be written, hanging wrist waves, pen power has also been practiced, but to God seems to have to continue to practice hard, Wang Xianzi practiced words with eighteen jars of water, Huaisu practice waste brush piled up into a hill, if he Zhang Jiezi became a calligrapher in a year and a half, it is too contemptuous of the ancients -

He practiced the big characters for half an hour, and he was still waiting to write a few more lines of small letters, when he suddenly picked up his pen and listened quietly, and the whole house was silent, as if he was alone.

Zhang Yuan put down the pen, walked to the eaves of the corridor, called "Rabbit Pavilion" twice, no one answered, to say that there is no need to call the second sound, the little girl with rabbit ears and a bun will quickly jump out of somewhere, it seems that she followed Cuigu and Yiting to the street, and was about to go back to the room to clean the pen by herself, but heard the footsteps coming briskly, Mu Zhenzhen came in with a large pot of hosta flowers in both hands-

"Young Master, what are your orders?"

Mu Zhenzhen put the pot of hosta flowers on the side of the patio, straightened up and asked.

Zhang Yuan said: "It's nothing. "I went into the room, took a pen and a brush, and came out and walked to the backyard.

Mu Zhenzhen followed behind Zhang Yuan and said, "Young master, wash the pen, let the little maid come." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "I washed it myself, and I also went to the garden to breathe - really, why did you come here today, not to celebrate the festival with your father at home?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen said: "Daddy asked the county to call him on an errand, saying that he was going to Xiaoshan, but he said that he couldn't come back today." ”

In addition to paying taxes, the general public will take the turn of conscription about once every three years, such as relieving grain into Beijing, building water conservancy, and some miscellaneous servants in the county, etc., and can also be converted into silver to serve on behalf of the degenerate, but the degenerate people are different, the county can summon the degenerate people to serve on errands at any time, and when they encounter the bad county officials, they will not even give them food money, and the degenerate people have to bring their own food to the errand -

Zhang Yuan said: "Then you will spend the festival here, and it will be lively." ”

Mu Zhenzhen let out a "hmm", looking a little happy.

There is no one else in the back garden, the jasmine under the fence wall bloomed enthusiastically in the first two months, and now they are all withered, and the two laurel trees more than one zhang high by the courtyard gate have bloomed small yellow and white flowers, and the fragrance is striking.

Zhang Yuan washed with a pen in a stone trough and scooped water, slowly washing the brush, he squatted, Mu Zhenzhen was a little uncomfortable, he felt that he was too high, so he also squatted down, Zhang Yuan smiled at her sideways, her face suddenly turned red, which reminded Zhang Yuan of the beautiful maid who was red at a glance by him.

"Really, can you practice martial arts all the way and show me?" Zhang Yuan asked seriously.

Mu Zhenzhen shook his head again and again, blushing and refusing to practice.

Zhang Yuan really wanted to see it, and said: "Then I'll practice a set for you first, and throw bricks to attract jade." He put down his pen and washed, got up and practiced a simplified version of Tai Chi.

Mu Zhenzhen also straightened up, and when Zhang Yuan finished practicing, he said, "Young Master, this punch can't beat people." ”

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Where you can beat someone, you can only let people beat you - I only use this one to relax my muscles and bones, and I will practice this again when I am tired of reading and writing, okay, it's time for you to practice." ”

Mu Zhenzhen wanted to say, "I didn't promise you that I would practice if I practiced", but it seemed that he couldn't reason with the young master like this, Mu Zhenzhen was delayed and couldn't move.

Zhang Yuan said: "Let's practice quickly, there is no one else in the garden." When he said this, Zhang Yuan felt that something was wrong, as if he was seducing the little girl.

Mu Zhenzhen said: "The servant's small dragon stick didn't brought. "It's trying to prevaricate.

"A small dragon stick?" Zhang Yuan asked: "Is it the kind of nunchuck that was bluffed last time, called a small panlong stick?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The small pan dragon stick will be brought to me next time to practice, and today I will practice all the way to my fists and feet." ”

Mu Zhen was really embarrassed: "Young master, the little maid really doesn't know how to punch or kick." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Hey, isn't it a fist and kick for you to knock down the three lamas in the mountain behind the Dashan Temple?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen said: "I know how to fight in front of someone, and I can't practice empty." ”

Zhang Yuan said "uh", I don't know if this fallen girl is lying to him, how can there be such a thing, at this time, I heard my mother talking in the inner courtyard, Yiting and the others came back, so she smiled and said: "Okay, next time I will take you out to beat someone." ”

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