Everyone subconsciously looked towards the door, only to see a young man wearing a blue slanted collar wide-sleeved long shirt and a dark cyan soft silk polyester around his waist, accompanied by a piece of mutton fat white jade, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a handsome face, and a slow and unhurried walk between his steps.

When he reached the middle, he stood with his hands in his hands, and when he saw the old lady sitting at the top, he waved his hands, and his clear voice was slightly raised, and he said loudly: "Grandson Chengzong, please say hello to grandmother and mother." ”

Jiang Chengzong has a bookish atmosphere, a long body, and an outstanding demeanor.

The old lady looked at her grandson with satisfaction, and the joy in her heart was overflowing: "Your mother and I have been looking forward to you for a long time, how about living in the academy?" I heard that Zhixing College treats students very strictly, and there are many rules in behavior, daily life, and so on. ”

Jiang Chengzong smiled slightly, arched his hand to the old lady and the Wang family, and then said: "Grandmother Lao and mother are worried about the grandson, the grandson is not unwell, most of the teachers and classmates in the academy are outstanding and knowledgeable, and the grandson has benefited a lot, and I am very grateful." ”

The old lady was a little relieved, and said warmly: "Reading is important, but the body should not be neglected, and the matter of diet and daily life must not be neglected." ”

"Grandmother Xie cares, and grandchildren understand."

The old lady nodded, looked at the Wang family, who was staring at her son, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, let's disperse, presumably your mother and son also have a lot to say." ”

Wang realized his gaffe, his face was pale, and he quickly calmed down again, reverted to the indifferent appearance of the Jiang family's housewife, and bowed to the old lady with an elegant posture: "Daughter-in-law Xie Mother is considerate." ”

Everyone immediately withdrew from Rongshoutang, the third girl Jiang Mingzhu and the fifth girl Jiang Mingxue successively saluted the Wang family and returned to their respective courtyards, Jiang Chengyu was also hugged by his nurse and returned to Aunt Fang.

In the end, only his own family remained.

Only then was Wang able to take a closer look at his son.

After looking at this, Wang couldn't help frowning: "Chengzong, you have cleared." ”

Jiang Chengzong's smile widened: "Mother is wrong? I think I've had a lot of appetite lately, and I've eaten more than I usually do at home, so I've gained a lot of weight! ”

Mingyue also joked on the side: "Mother feels that everyone has lost weight, and two days ago she said that I was so thin that I only had a handful of bones left, could it be that I became that monster?" ”

"Clean nonsense!" Wang glanced at his daughter with disgust, but did not continue to ask, and finally let go of this topic.

The Wang family hadn't seen their son for a long time, and this time they finally had time to communicate, and they all wanted to inquire about everything, so when Mingyue and Jiang Chengzong walked out of Taihe Courtyard, it was already after lunch.

The two were walking in the small garden in the backyard, Jiang Chengzong suddenly stopped, took out a hosta from his arms, and handed it to Mingyue.

Mingyue was slightly stunned, took the hosta with both hands, and waited to see the appearance of the hosta clearly, her eyes were astringent, and she almost wanted to cry.

It is a white jade hairpin with a unique style, and the hairpin head is carved into a budding bud, which has a unique flavor compared with the popular flower and butterfly styles today.

What made Mingyue's heart tremble was that in her previous life, her brother had also given her such a hairpin, but when she saw that the hairpin jade was not precious, she only showed joy on her face, but in fact, she didn't take it to heart at all, and soon put it at the bottom of the box and never saw it again.

Later, the elder brother was killed by a traitor, implicated in the "literary prison", and even deprived of his fame, and could never enter the court as an official.

Even so, he never forgot his sister who had been expelled from the clan and placed under house arrest in the temple of his sister-in-law, and at the first opportunity, he secretly sent food, clothing, and silver money to his sister in the temple, until he was later punished and exiled to the northwest......

Thinking of this, Mingyue was even more angry and angry.

My sister stared at the hosta for a long time, and Jiang Chengzong asked worriedly, "Mingyue, but you don't like this hosta?" ”

Mingyue held back her tears, stabilized her mind, raised her head, and smiled at Jiang Chengzong: "This hosta style is so special, I have never seen it, and when I saw it at first glance, I couldn't help it." ”

Jiang Chengzong put his mind at ease, stretched out his hand and wanted to pat the top of his sister's head, but immediately thought that his sister was now a big girl, and she could no longer be as close and touching as she was when she was a child, so her outstretched hand swirled in mid-air and put it back behind her back unnaturally.

Mingyue didn't know, and turned to another topic.

"Big brother, I wonder if you have ever studied the "Historical Records"?"

Jiang Chengzong bowed: "Naturally." Taishi Gong is not false and beautiful, not hidden evil, and his "Historical Records" is argumentative but not flashy, and the quality is not slang, which is really rare. Why, could it be that you also have something to do with history books? ”

Mingyue nodded lightly: "Through the past and the present, it is reasonable." Even women should be. ”

Jiang Chengzong laughed loudly: "Well said! Who said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue? How boring would it be if you only knew the shortcomings of your parents all day long? ”

The sons of the Jiang family have never been pedantic people, Mingyue has long known her brother's temperament, and at this moment, she said with a straight face: "It's just that Mingyue still has a puzzle, and I ask my eldest brother to solve my doubts." ”

"You say."

"In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, how to explain this?"

Jiang Chengzong pondered for a while, and then said: "This sentence comes from the "Han Gaozu Benji" in the "Historical Records", but when it comes to its allusions, we have to look at the story of borrowing the chopsticks to raise money in "The Family of the Marquis". ”

Mingyue looked at her brother seriously and leaned her ears to show respect.

"When Chu and Han were fighting, a strategist suggested for the Han Emperor that the descendants of the Six Kingdoms be restored and weakened by their strength. The Han Emperor was undecided, and asked Zhang Liang during the meal.

When Zhang Liang heard this, he immediately used the chopsticks instead of the fund, and counted the harm of this plan, and finally made the Han Emperor retract his order and avoid the consequences of splitting and separating the country. ”

Mingyue is still puzzled: "The world respectfully calls Zhang Liang a saint, why does he have insight into the opportunity in everything, so he is like a god?" ”

"The so-called insight into the first opportunity is nothing more than knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, fully understanding the enemy and oneself, and naturally being able to predict what will happen later."

"How do you know yourself?"

Jiang Chengzong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "You stumped me." Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and not being defeated in a hundred battles is the content of "The Art of War", which I have not yet touched. ”

"The Art ......of War," Mingyue murmured softly.

Jiang Chengzong looked at her in surprise: "Don't say it, you want to read "The Art of War" again." ”

Mingyue smiled slightly: "Why not?" ”

Jiang Chengzong frowned: "The Art of War is mainly based on the art of war, and it is not suitable for women to study, but if you want to say which one is good at strategy, it should be Mr. Guigu, who is thorough and wise, and people can't ...... it."

Mingyue's eyes lit up: "Does this Mr. Guigu have a book to say?" ”