When Ji Yu invited the two little guests to the main house, he found that "Little Tail" had already held Cong'er and was standing inside waiting for them. Cong'er's mother sat behind the chairman's desk in the main hall, and the guest seats on the left and right sides below had been cleaned by the servants, and fruits, teacups and small pastries were also placed on the table in front of the table, waiting for the arrival of a few young guests.

Ji Yu led the two children in front of him and stepped into the lobby of the main house, first bowed to Mr. and said, "Sir, the student has invited two guests back. Then he straightened his waist and stood on his side, his left arm outstretched, and nodded to the young man, and then said, "The seat in the hall is my husband and wife." After introducing both sides, he continued to report the name of the young man, "His name is 'Shang You', the son of Dr. Yin's Shang Rong, and he is twelve years old this year. ”

With this introduction, Shang You also bowed deeply, bowed, and paid tribute to Mr.: "Sir, please forgive the student Shang You for being so disturbed today!" ”

"Well, Mr. Shang, please get up!" Cong'er's mother smiled and looked at this shy teenager, as if she knew how to be polite.

Then, Ji Yu once again stretched out her arms and pointed to the little girl standing behind Shang You, and introduced: "The sister of their family, named 'Shang Wu', is eight years old this year. ”

Although the little girl is not very old, she is not unfamiliar at all when she learns to bow to her brother, and she also skillfully performs the bow salute, and at the same time sings in a crisp child's room: "Sir, please forgive the students for being disturbed today by the afternoon!" ”

"Good! Please get up too! Cong'er's mother was very happy, there were so many children in the hall today, this was a "family event" that had never been seen for a long time, and then instructed the servants, "Hurry up and invite the merchant boy and the merchant girl to sit down!" ”

Usually these tables that receive adults, suddenly because of the "distribution" of this group of children, it has become an interesting "school", however——— there are no books on the table, but all food, which is very small banquet.

As soon as I heard that this young brother who looked very delicate and was always a little shy before speaking, was actually Shang Rong's son, which surprised Cong'er: "I didn't expect that the children of Doctor Shang Rong would appear in such a remote place, I only know that since he was deposed by the King of Zhou, he has been locked up for a while, King Wu of Zhou respects him very much, and wants to ask him to go out of the mountain to assist again, but how can the important ministers of the country who are loyal to the previous dynasty also pass that hurdle, and they are unwilling, so they will return to the mountains and forests, who would have thought that the mountains and forests he returned to are close at hand?" ”

Throughout the ages, escaping has been the choice of many people.

Think about it, only when man and nature are one, can we find the source and truly feel at ease!

Looking at his children again, although they are poorly dressed, they can't hide their elegant temperament from the inside, and they talk and behave like a very sensible and stable feeling, no less than adults.

It's the turn to introduce the children on the owner's side, and Ji Yu first introduced Cong'er: "The wife is the son of Xiang Zhong, and his name is Cong'er, who is three years old this year." Then it was the turn of the "little tail" to be introduced.

"My name is Ji Ling, I am seven years old this year, and I am the cousin of Ji Yu's brother." Before her brother could speak, the "little clever" himself shook up his wit and reported to his home.

Obviously, a few seats were arranged for one person, but "Little Tail" really liked this young lady who was a little older than her, Shang Wu, and insisted on squeezing a table with her——— naturally, this table for adults to sit on, and two little girls to sit at the same time, it was still more than enough spacious.

Cong'er sat in front of his desk, pretending to be more interested in the small pastries on the table, but in fact, the focus of his eyes has always been on Shang You, where the oldest children must have many interesting stories that are different from the other.

The two little brothers here, although they are only two years apart, look very stable; And the two little sisters, who are one year apart, look at each other like two little girlfriends who mix together all day long, and giggle vigorously.

"I heard that Shang Gongzi's family is long in learning etiquette and music, and we are ugly, today I am fortunate to invite Shang Gongzi to sit in the cold house, I don't know if you can play a song for us? The unknown son likes to use a musical instrument, I will ask someone to come to you? Cong'er's mother is also very interested in the merchant's etiquette and music expertise, and hopes to smell the etiquette and music that can only be played in the court of the Great Yin Dynasty.

"My father said: Before the Holy World, I don't do Shengle, I have eight sounds, gold, stone, silk and bamboo, earth and leather wood, and the source of the instrument. Please forgive me for not daring to play nonsense without permission, there are many rudenesses, please bear with me! Shang You stood up and saluted, politely refusing this untimely request for performance.

It is no wonder that etiquette, in that era, was a very serious matter, related to the image of the country, the dignity of the emperor, and strict regulations, all of which were important weapons of the country, how could it be casually staged in an ordinary rural family? If you play casually, according to the law at the time, you will have to exchange human lives for curiosity!

"However, my sister has learned some 'Wen Dance', please give me a feather, and she can present a piece of "Good Women" to everyone." Shang You didn't completely disappoint everyone in the end, and asked his sister to come out and dance a dance that praised the female general's "good women".

Cong'er was a little disappointed, originally, he still wanted to see if he could appreciate the famous "red face and troubled water" Daji's "enchanting dance" that could fascinate the king of the king and destroy the country, but he didn't think that what the daughter of the virtuous minister learned was the masculine dance of the female general "good woman" who was full of positive energy, in fact, this should be regarded as a "martial dance"! That's right, loyalty and virtue are like businessmen, how can he let his daughter learn the demon dance of "troubled water"?

"Yes, yes! I want one! Ji Ling saw that the beautiful young lady was about to start dancing for everyone, and she also called for herself to get an extra feather, and she was ready to dance with the young lady in the same way.

"Sure enough, it's a 'little tail', it's really a sight to see who sticks to whom!" Cong'er felt that it was too appropriate to give Ji Ling this nickname.

I saw the servant bring two feathers and give one to each of the two little girls.

Shang Wu took the Yu Yu, held it in both hands, and turned to the open space in the middle of the hall, first bowed deeply to the master, and then began to sing while dancing, hands, feet, eyes, neck, with the rhythm of the song, slowly dancing, a little bit is also very accurate, at a glance it is the kind that is often practiced, a Yu Yu is sometimes held by her to the sky, sometimes around the body, sometimes hide the face and shy, sometimes like a sword swing, as on the battlefield horse, is cutting off the enemy's head...... Jumping down a song, it makes people feel excited, and it seems that they can see the life of a female general Rong Ma.

Although the "little tail" is brilliant, but in the face of such a complex and professional dance, it is also not up to the feet, and he can't find it when he turns back, and he barely follows the blind dance a few times, and is conquered by his sister's superb dance skills, and unconsciously stops, stands aside, holding the feather in his hand, and obsessively watches Shang Wu dance one move at a time, so beautiful, so heroic, so let her worship.

"Bin is a kind of chant?" When Shang Wu was singing and dancing to the climax, suddenly, a question came from outside the door.