At noon in midsummer, even the air exudes a faint tenderness, like a sweet smile on the girl's face, like the kind gaze in the eyes of the old man, and like the swaying group of Yunnan girls.

The wind grows the warblers in spring, the summer rains fatten the plums, and a circular shade covers the ground under the dense shadows of the trees at noon. The silent black bird roosts freely to itself, and the newly rising green water splashes turbulently.

A line of egrets flew through the air, and the sound of yellow orioles came from the lush twigs. Watching the morning hibiscus bloom in the morning and thank you in the evening, and the dew folded sunflower, not stained with meat.

The green of summer, splashing ink in this small world of the courtyard, under the high blue sky and white clouds, I don't know who delicately depicts a colorful picture.

The dark green or clear green that catches the eye is completely off the goose yellow bottom, all of which are so verdant and verdant, no longer shallow and immature, but thick and thick to show the active layers of life to the fullest.

I was sitting alone in front of my desk, looking through the dense rustling bead curtains at the moment in the courtyard at this moment, the treetops, flower branches, and warblers...... A hair of shimmering jade flowing gold, but lush, I couldn't help but be stunned, half a drop of thick black ink quietly accumulated on the tip of the brushstroke, crumbling.

Ju Xiang lifted the bead curtain and walked in gently holding the medicine bowl, between the crisp jingle bells, my heart shook slightly, lowered my head, my fingertips followed by an inadvertent tremble, the thin raw Xuan was dropped on a little rich ink, and the pine smoke ink slowly spread out, naturally forming a random water halo ink chapter, with a thick layer.

"Second Miss, this rice paper is dirty, and the slave will find another piece of the same one."

Ju Xiang carefully put down the medicine bowl, looked at the rice paper, turned around and raised her feet to leave, I hurriedly dropped the pen, grabbed her, and smiled at her: "No need, it's not dirty, this may be the artistic conception of the sentence 'ink painting loosens the sleepy eyes, and the clouds and immortals hang on the body'." ”

Ju Xiang looked at me with a puzzled face, frowned and said, "What does Miss Second mean by this?" Tilting her head, she added, "The slave doesn't quite understand." ”

I thought about it and said: "According to legend, there is a person named Wang Qia, who splashes paper with ink, wipes his feet with his hands, follows its shape as a stone, a cloud, and a water, and should be used at will, splashing ink out of the clouds, dyed into wind and rain, like a miracle, looking down on the traces of its ink stains, the ink is splashed with ink, the mountains are splashed with green, the grass is splashed with green, and it is used for splashing, and the most full of charm in the painting. Later generations refer to the pen full of ink, or point or brush, the ink is dripping, magnificent," glanced at the smudge on the shengxuan, "I was surprised by you, but I unintentionally achieved a unique sound, which can be roughly regarded as splashing ink." ”

Ju Xiang sighed lightly and said with a smile: "The second lady has been holding this book for the past two days, and it turns out that this is what the book says." ”

I shook my head, picked up the "Summary of the Four Books", which had just been halffolded by me on the page, glanced at it twice, and said, "This book is not easy, it not only talks about these paintings and calligraphy, but also talks about many other things, and what I just said is only a very small part of it." ”

Ju Xiang nodded after hearing this, picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to me, and said, "Second Miss, let's drink the medicine first, it happens to be warm." ”

I took the medicine bowl and took a sip, and when I looked up and saw Ju Xiang's expression, I looked at her as if I remembered something, so I asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

Ju Xiang said: "It's nothing, but that Wang Ren'er is really annoying, two days ago, the slave and maid went out to purchase, she deliberately smashed the new medicine jar that the slave maid bought for the second lady, the slave maid really had no choice, so she had to send the little maid to run again," frowned, "I was singing a tune over there early this morning, the slave and maid were really angry, and the second lady was just sleeping." ”

I said lightly: "Anyway, it's okay in the end, let her go," and shook his hand at Juxiang, "You don't have to be angry with this kind of person in the future, and you don't have to worry about her too much." ”

Ju Xiang whispered: "Second Miss is too kind-hearted. ”

I smiled, looked down at the medicine bowl in my hand, and after a while, I frowned and said, "The color of this medicine seems to be darker than before." ”

Ju Xiang smiled back: "This is a new medicine prepared by the doctor for the second lady, and a few more flavors of astragalus, ginseng and other qi-invigorating dry medicines are added to it. ”

I nodded, frowned and slowly finished drinking, Ju Xiang took tea to rinse my mouth, and sat down to read the book for a while, I felt that the crystal light through the window was shaking the pages, and my eyes were a little hazy and sleepy, so I asked Ju Xiang to lay a thin quilt and wanted to take a nap.

As I walked to the bed, Ju Xiang said to me, "Second Miss has been very sleepy these days, is there anything uncomfortable?" After looking at me, she said, "Do you want the slave to call the doctor again?" ”

I yawned and said with a smile: "I've always heard people say that midsummer is easy to be tired, because I never know it myself, so I never believe in this statement, but now I feel a little conscious," As soon as the words came out, a feeling of unease gradually rose in my heart, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and asked in a daze, "I don't seem to have been like this in the first two years, Juxiang, do you remember, when did I start to be in such a situation?" ”

Ju Xiang thought for a while and said: "It was probably from the second day when the second lady got back the red feather arrow, twelve hours a day, almost seven or eight hours were asleep, every night at three o'clock the second miss was sleepy, and she slept until the second day before she woke up, and she had to take a nap at noon. The more Ju Xiang spoke, the lower her voice became, and the color on her face became more and more ugly.

My scalp was numb, and I frowned and asked, "Do you remember clearly?" "Every part of my body was awakened.

Ju Xiang affirmed: "It is absolutely impossible for the slave to be mistaken, because the second lady took back the red feather arrow The day before the doctor explained the new recipe, the next day the slave went out to buy a new medicine jar, and when she met Wang Ren'er, she was very angry," nodded at me, "It is absolutely impossible for the slave to be mistaken." ”

My heart was pounding, and Ju Xiang hurriedly pulled me over and said, "Second Miss, don't go to bed first, the slave will go and ask the doctor to come and take a look." ”

I said to Ju Xiang eagerly, "Don't alarm anyone, just like usual." ”

Ju Xiang nodded, strode out of the room, I walked back to the desk step by step and sat down, the golden pattern of the auspicious clouds and birds on the side of the small pine ink on the case shone dazzlingly in the sun, I picked up the copper-colored spoon from the water Weng to drip water to the beautiful Taohe inkstone, and then little by little to grind the ink, the fingertips held seemed to be pinched by themselves to swell and yellow, but I didn't feel the slightest pain, circle by circle, not fast or slow, steady, but the hands unconsciously grinded harder, from the arms to the wrists, from the toes to the top of the head, My whole body was like being ruthlessly gnawed by thousands of insects and ants, and all at once, I was so uncomfortable that I straightened my back.