My aunt is right! Song Qingyuan smiled shyly.

said vaguely, "Everyone is the same, the wife is virtuous and the children are filial, and the life is happy." ”

"Isn't it!" The thirteen ladies answered on the side.

"This day has to be happy and full to make people feel hopeful."

While talking, several people gave Xiao's mother a hand.

Soon, a table of food was sorted out and placed in the living room.

"Mother!"

At this time, a little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain threw himself into the arms of the thirteen ladies again and again.

At the same time, he also looked at Song Qingyuan curiously with those big smart eyes.

It turned out that this was Xiao Shisan's son.

"Looks like Brother Thirteen!"

Song Qingyuan made no secret of his love for the little boy.

Stretched out his hand and pinched the white and tender face.

"Isn't it...... A fool with his father! The thirteenth sister-in-law patted the boy's head, "Yan'er, this is your aunt Yuan'er." ”

"Aunt Yuan'er!"

Xiao Yan shouted crisply.

After saying hello, he was taken down by his subordinates to wash his hands.

A meal, the guests and the host are happy.

When it was getting late, Song Qingyuan and the others said goodbye and left.

A few days later.

Blue sky and white clouds, wind and sunshine.

It happened that it was Da Lang, San Lang's rest day, and the two got up early in the morning, cleaned up, and finished eating.

I planned to take Song Qingyuan, Shen Biqing, and Red Sleeves to take a good turn in Beijing, and it would be in vain.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a study.

Saburo introduced as he walked, "This is the largest study in Beijing, and there are many books in it, and many books of the same kind can also be found here." ”

"The most important thing is ......," San Langbao smiled shyly, "this place is good and cheap, and ordinary children can also come and visit from time to time." ”

As they spoke, they entered the study.

"Old gentleman......"

Da Lang, San Lang bowed his hand and greeted the old man who was sorting out the books.

The old man's surname is He, he used to be a teacher, and later when he got older, he opened this study, so everyone called him Mr. Lao.

"You're here......"

Mr. He raised his head, put down the book in his hand, and looked at Da Lang and San Lang.

"What books are you going to pick up this time?"

"......Over there," He Lao stretched out his hand, "It's all new, you see, if you like it, it's cheaper for you." ”

Da Lang and San Lang often go to the study to copy books, and they also started to be second-class dealers.

came and went, and the shopkeeper of this study also became familiar.

Got a new book?

San Lang listened to Mr. He's words, and his eyes lit up.

His eyes followed Mr. He's hand, and he looked at the books piled up in the corner, and his heart was about to move.

It's just that soon, he suppressed this heartbeat.

A clear voice said, "The student and the elder brother are not the protagonists when they come this time. ”

"It's to accompany my sister to see if I can come across a favorite book."

"Old gentleman......" San Lang's doting gaze sprinkled on Song Qingyuan, "My sister also loves books very much, no less than me and my brother." ”

"Oh?" After listening to San Lang's words, Mr. He set his eyes on Song Qingyuan.

"The little girls have gone to read the book, but there are really not many people who like books."

"Tell me, what do you like, the old man will introduce you to one or two."

"So troublesome old man!"

Song Qingyuan thanked softly.

Looking at the study, he glanced around and said, "I want to read travelogues and customs records." ”

Travels?

Chronicles?

Mr. He was stunned and suddenly smiled.

"Books such as travelogues and chronicles are often loved by literati and writers who are not interested in fame and fortune."

"You little girl, you can't see it, but you also like this."

"Don't you also want to learn from the literati and inkmen, travel the mountains and rivers, and finally find a paradise to live in."

Mr. He was originally joking, but Song Qingyuan nodded seriously.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan."

"If you can really place your affection on the mountains and rivers and live a leisurely life, it is a good choice."

"I can't imagine that you have this realization at such a young age!"

Mr. He turned his back and walked to a bookshelf, rummaging through the way and said, "The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit." ”

"The hustle and bustle of red dust, fame and fortune, since ancient times, how many people have been able to see through it."

"These people who compete in Vanity Fair are not as thorough as you, a little girl."

"Here, how about you take a look at this one?"

Mr. He took out a book from the shelf and put it in front of Song Qingyuan.

Frontier wind quotes?

Song Qingyuan opened it, quickly swept it, and asked, "This is a book about border customs and folklore?" ”

"Exactly!" Mr. He nodded.

"Little girl, take a look, the old man found this book, is it to your liking?"

"Please wait a moment, sir."

Song Qingyuan said, picked up the book, found a seat on the side, sat down and looked at it.

Here, Mr. He quickly took out a few more books and put them in front of Song Qingyuan together.

"Look at it slowly, we don't have anything else in the study, it's just that there are a lot of books."

"A lot indeed!" Song Qingyuan raised his head and swept around.

I estimated in my heart that the number of books here is more than that of Juyouxuan, and it is worthy of being the largest study in Beijing.

"Ah Si! Pour this little girl a cup of tea. ”

After Mr. He finished instructing the guys, he went to Da Lang and San Lang.

At this time, the two were also looking for books, mostly books related to the imperial examination.

At first glance, seeing the gaze of Mr. He, San Lang raised his head and smiled.

He said softly, "Old man, both of us brothers are laymen, and we still want to take the imperial examination high school and glorify our ancestors." ”

"The thing that is attached to the mountains and rivers can't be done for the time being."

"Hey!" Mr. He sighed lowly.

He said in a deep voice, "You kid can know that fame and fortune, glory and wealth are all fleeting. ”

"If you don't bring it in life, you don't bring it in death, and in the end, it's not like you want to turn into a pile of dry bones."

"Fight? What is there to fight for! ”

Mr. He shook his head, quite a sense of desolation that everyone was drunk and I woke up alone.

Hearing this, Da Lang and San Lang didn't speak, they looked at each other helplessly, and smiled bitterly.

It seems that they have become accustomed to the old man's remarks, and I am afraid that they have heard these words no less than several times.

When Song Qingyuan heard this, he put down the book in his hand and raised his voice, "The old gentleman's words are wrong!" ”

"My two brothers are in the prime of life, full of vitality, and they should work hard for the court and the people on the occasion of this good year."

"When people become famous, but when they are old, they will retire between the mountains and rivers, so that they will not leave regrets."

Song Qingyuan thought that young people should have the vigor of young people, work hard, and strive to forge ahead.

Drinking tea, playing chess, playing tai chi, and cultivating one's self-cultivation are only done by the elderly.

After hearing this, Mr. He frowned, and said half-loudly, "You little girl, what you say is ......."

"Young Master Qiao!"

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Chapter 1192: Visiting the Study