Chapter 47: Malatang (I)
[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site " ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Summer is always annoying for no reason, the clouds are pressed low early in the morning, and the crows are overwhelming. It seems that he is also bored, and the ground is not as jubilant as the day before.
The vines on the courtyard wall are a little wilted, and when you pour a scoop of water in the morning, you can still hear the crackling sound of the soil.
That little coolness in the morning was also ruthlessly deprived by God.
Ruixue wiped the sweat from her forehead and couldn't help but sigh: It's so hot.
The clothes she washed last night had dried, and Ruixue folded them in the house, locked the door carefully, and planned to go to the kitchen.
"You're still going to the kitchen at noon?"
The sound of cold made Rui Xue sweat.
She patted her chest and exclaimed, "Third Young Master, why are you here?" â
Zhao Xihou wore a ginger summer robe, and fanned the fan in his hand, even so, he still sweated a lot on his face.
Zhao Xihou raised his head and looked at the sun covered by clouds: "It's going to rain heavily at night." â
Rui Xue looked at Zhao Xihou angrily, he didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, how could he come to find himself to gossip with him: "The third young master won't tell me this, I already know." â
Zhao Xihou hurriedly stopped Ruixue, who was about to leave, and smiled embarrassedly: "Old rules." But today's Analects. â
Ruixue knew that he was going to run out again, so she pretended. Puzzled: "What old rules." â
Zhao Xihou smiled and nodded Ruixue: "You pretend to me." There are few things today, copy one. It's good to be all over it, and it doesn't matter if you can't finish copying it, anyway, when the time comes, I just say I'll read the book. â
Rui Xue didn't say a word, turned her head and walked straight.
Zhao Xihou spread out his hands and blocked Ruixue's way. The aisle seems to be taken by him. Embrace the bosom in general. Ruixue suddenly found that Zhao Xihou's arms had become long and solid.
He was much taller than himself, and his arms were almost as wide as he could. By touching the wall, the whole body exudes an activity that is difficult to hide. It's like...... It's like a little black dog that sees meat.
Ruixue, who was blocked, had to stop.
"I'll be back on time." Zhao Xihou repeatedly reassured.
Ruixue stood straight. With her head hanging low, she stared at her toes, staring at her figure.
Zhao Xihou saw that she always didn't speak, so he pushed her: "What's wrong with you?" Why don't you speak! It's so hot this day, don't always stand in the sun, okay? â
Ruixue still didn't move.
Zhao Xihou looked at her that something was wrong, and stared sideways at half of her face: "Are you uncomfortable?" If you feel bad, I won't ask you to write it. As he spoke, he reached out and touched Ruixue's head.
Rui Xue turned her head sideways and ducked: "I'm not uncomfortable. â
"So what's wrong with you? Don't say a word? â
Rui Xue finally mustered up her courage, raised her head, and met Zhao Xihou's eyes. She didn't know how to describe Zhao Xihou's eyes, his eyes were as variant as his people. Sometimes those eyes are deep, sometimes they are full of mischievous...... It's really not clear which one is him.
"Third Young Master, can you not go out?"
Zhao Xihou put away the fan and looked at Ruixue in a daze.
Rui Xue ignored him and continued alone: "I know that the third young master doesn't like to stay in the mansion. But it's about to take the township test, and the third young master should also work harder. It's just that you don't want to study, Liu Gongzi and they also have to study, and it's not good for the third young master to go out like this and disturb others again. â
Zhao Xihou hugged his arms amusedly: "How do you know that I will go back to find them?" â
Isn't it?
"I've been in the mountains for too long and want to go out for a walk."
"But where can you go at noon?"
Zhao Xihou shook his fan and sighed: "It's not noon, when can I go out?" There is no sun today, in fact, there is nothing to go out at this time. â
Rui Xue hurriedly said, "Yes, you can go back quickly." "Please don't go out again.
Zhao Xi said thickly: "It's boring to go back." Forget it, I'm gone! It's up to you to copy it or not. Zhao Xihou waved his fan and swayed away.
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Ruixue looked at his figure, reflexively walked towards the kitchen, walked a few steps and came back. She didn't go to the kitchen, but returned to the house to help Zhao Xihou copy the Analects. She didn't know how many times she had written this book for Zhao Xihou, and she knew a lot of words.
Not long after I wrote it, there was a knock on the door. Ruixue didn't have time to clean up, and the man had already pushed the door in. But it was Wen'er in front of the sixth young master Zhao Xiyuan.
"How did the girl know I lived here?"
Wen'er walked over with a smile: "I inquired." Looking at the paper and pen that Rui Xue spread out on the table, he praised, "You still know how to read?" You wrote this word? It's almost the same as our sixth young master. â
Ruixue hurriedly put away the paper: "I'll pass the time." â
Wen'er smiled: "I won't do this even if I spend my time." Who did you learn from? Is it five girls? â
Ruixue nodded hurriedly.
Seeing Rui Xue nodding, Wen'er thought that she had guessed correctly, and her face was a little proud: "We can be regarded as having a long understanding by following Miss Young Master." No wonder I look at you as different from the people in the old house, it turns out that literate people are different. â
Rui Xue was a little surprised, how did this Wen'er talk today as if he had changed a person? A few days ago, I was still chewing words, but now how can I speak normally? She was a little unable to adapt.
Wen'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Why don't you know each other?" Or am I a different kind of person that you don't recognize? â
Rui Xue hurriedly said: "No, no, no." I just thought that the girl would come to my house. What's the matter with me? â
Wen'er was a little unhappy and said: "I just came to talk to you, we just came, I don't know anything about the old mansion, I got to know you easily, and you are still not happy to see me?" â
"Nope. It's just that I'm going to help out in the kitchen soon. â
Wen'er is a little better: "I'm just talking." In the future, if I am greedy, please get some food, you can't excuse it. â
Ruixue nodded in agreement. It turns out that the kitchen is such a good place for this, and everyone wants to get closer to the kitchen person: "If you want to eat, just go to the kitchen and say goodbye, it's fine." â
She thought that after Caiyun was scolded by Grandpa Zhao Shan in the kitchen, the maids who followed the third young master were honest, and if they wanted to eat anything, they didn't want to be arrogant, and they took the initiative to send money. I think this Wen'er also heard this.
Wen'er said a little awkwardly: "I'm not so greedy, I just want to ask you to help me write a few words." â
"Excuse me?"
Ruixue thought this request was a bit strange. How could Wen'er be for this reason, it's too much to say.
Wen'er looked at Rui Xue staring at herself, and said with relief: "The sixth young master said that the fan cover should be embroidered with a poem, my words are very ugly, I want to ask other sisters, but this is the first time I have made a face in front of the sixth young master, and I don't want others to rob it." Originally, I wanted to ask you to ask the five girls to help me write a few, but since you can write, can you please help me write a sentence? I look at your handwriting on it. â
"This ......" This is an imitation of Zhao Xihou's words, if it is...... Ruixue is really a little difficult to agree.
Wen'er said: "Good sister, you can help me write a sentence." When the time came, the sixth young master saw it and asked me to do it. If my sisters look down on me, it will be difficult for me to serve in front of the Sixth Young Master in my life. â
Why do they all like to serve in front of the young master? I really don't understand. Since you can't use it yourself, you just ask others to help, why do you have to make such a big detour?
"Please. If it does, can I give you a hairpin? â
Rui Xue saw that she was pitiful, so she had to sit down and dip herself in ink: "What words do you want to write?" You can't do without your hairpin. â
Wen'er said with a smile: "Our young master's favorite sentence is 'a spoonful of food, a scoop of drink, in the alleys, people are unbearable, and they will not change their pleasures.'" You have written this. Write according to the words you write on this piece of paper. â
This is the Analects. A sentence in Yongye. It is said that Confucius praised Yan Hui's quality of persisting in learning even in a difficult environment. Rui Xue couldn't help but think of the sixth young master who wanted to eat green vegetables and tofu, and couldn't help but want to laugh a little. He likes this phrase? He can do it on the surface, but it just ...... It's too much of a difference on the inside.
Wen'er looked at Rui Xue and couldn't help asking, "Isn't it too difficult, you can't write?" â
"Yes, those two words are really hard to write."
Wen'er said: "It's okay, if you can't write, I'll take it back and ask the young master to write it." â
Ruixue took a piece of paper again, and wrote the sentence that Wen'er just said in a regular manner, but she didn't write the words "įŽĒ" and "scoop" empty.
Wen'er stood aside and looked at Ruixue's words, and said happily: "Now the young master will never ask me to redo it again." â
Sent Wen Er Ruixue away, quickly put away the paper she had written, and went to the door. It was a long time before she dared to take out the pen and paper and continue writing. This is a habit that has been formed, whether Zhao Xihou wants it or not, Ruixue will finish writing it and can be used to fill in the numbers temporarily.
The windows were long open, and no wind blew in. Her forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, so she washed her face with cold water and sat down again. Writing on a hot day is really difficult, no wonder the third young master doesn't like it.
She looked at the sky, her hands quickened, and in a few moments she was going to the kitchen to help prepare dinner, and she could write a little more.
Her speed is very fast, but the handwriting is still neat, this is the work she has practiced for six years, and it can be fake, even Mrs. Zhao didn't notice it, it seems that her handwriting is not bad, Rui Xue is a little complacent.
She kept writing until the sentence Fang Cai Wen'er said, 'A spoonful of food, a scoop of drink, in the alleys, people are unbearable, and they will not change their pleasures. I read it softly, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but hook up after reading.
The sixth young master likes this sentence? Thinking about it, the style of the sixth young master is very different.
"What's so funny?"
The old voice sounded by the window, Ruixue was stunned for a moment, and she turned her head a little stiffly.
Old Lady Zhao was staring at her.
She frantically put away the paper she had already written. When did the old lady come, why didn't she hear it? blamed himself for opening the window, if he didn't open the window, he wouldn't be discovered by Mrs. Zhao.
She closed her eyes in frustration.
"What are you writing, take it out!"
Old Lady Zhao's hand had already stretched out.
Ruixue subconsciously turned her back on her hand, hid the paper behind her, and took a few steps back. Through the wall, she knew that Old Lady Zhao couldn't come in, but with Ximo by his side, he could come in.
"Ximo. Get in! â
The young and strong Ximo quickly climbed in through the window, walked up to Ruixue, and stretched out his hand.
Ruixue shook her head. This can't be given, and if you give it out, it's a bad thing!
Ximo looked at Rui Xue, who had changed color, in embarrassment: "Rui Xue, the old lady has already seen it." â
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Yesterday, I misreported Chapter 46, and Chapter 45 has been uploaded, so if you haven't read it, you can go and see it. I'm sorry~
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