Early the next morning, the little maid was talking in the autumn master's room, and finally coaxed people to agree to go out to see.

"Young Master, Master Qiuzi is out!" The little guy roared in a low voice, the second young master Zhuang who was already lying on the tree got the code, and when Master Qiu walked out of the door, he was full of energy, and he grabbed a thick branch and shook it violently.

At that time, the morning sun on the horizon was first revealed, the light was slightly spread, and the cherry blossoms were like snow, drifting away, fluttering and falling.

A gust of wind rose, and it was even more fluctuating, and it arrived at the side of Master Qiu.

"Master Qiu, the master is wrong! Please stay and continue to teach the master to read and hyphenate! ”

Second Young Master Zhuang roared loudly, still dragging the branches and shaking violently, his voice mixed with rough panting, intermittently reaching everyone's ears, and also reaching the door, Qiu Yi's ears.

At that time, Qiu Fuzi didn't expect that she would stay because of the compassion of a flower rain, and she would never run away from this person in the future.

In the days to come, the two lived in harmony and harmony like ordinary teachers and students.

In half a year, Second Young Master Zhuang has conquered "Enlightenment Wenyi", which he has not finished reading for twelve years, and for another half a year, he has learned to write some articles.

During the lunch break, Master Qiu was sorting out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone of Second Young Master Zhuang in the study.

This man is still rough, and when the flat paper reaches his arm, there is always a layer of wrinkles floating under his arm.

Akifuko unfolds the manuscript paper with her hands, flattens it and presses it with the book.

There were crooked small characters on it, one by one as if they were popping out of the cracks in the paper, and they couldn't stand on their feet and couldn't fall down.

Zhuang, Hei, Autumn, and ......

That's all there is to it.

He's practicing writing names.

But this word, Qiu Fuzi really didn't dare to compliment.

Time passed slowly, and the light spread in the corners of the house. After finishing her things, Qiu Fuzi sat on a chair in the study and rested with her head.

The warm sunlight shone into the wooden windows from the south, and the people were full of brilliance.

Second Young Master Zhuang came in from outside and saw such a scene.

There is silence, only the elf-like figure is integrated with the study environment, cold and comfortable.

He is such a person, and after getting along for a long time, he knows that after being cold, he is gentle and calm. doesn't like to talk, easy-going as if he doesn't have his own position and opinions, but no one can hinder him.

Whether it is in the courtyard study, or in the mountains and forests, or in the downtown area, he can survive safely in it.

I want to say that he is not worried, and he is at peace with what happens, but he can feel his caution from time to time, just like now, and his dreams are also flickering with uneasy eyebrows.

Second Young Master Zhuang felt a little hot on his face, stepped into the study with light steps, and as soon as he walked to the desk, the sleeping person slowly opened his eyes.

After a while, he adjusted his state, looked at Second Young Master Zhuang, and said indifferently: "Let's use it to practice calligraphy in the afternoon in the future." ”

"Huh?"

Master Qiu will patiently explain things in teaching: "Everything has a name. There are many things to think about before defining a thing. Shape, temperament, or good, bad. In addition to the real things such as mountains, rivers, grass and trees, there are also many illusory things, including artificial feelings. Like praise and disapproval, love and dislike, good and evil. ”

"When the ancestors named it, were there also emotional things?" Second Young Master Zhuang was confused, pulled a stool and sat down, propped his head and listened.

Qiu Fuzi was stunned, and after thinking about it, he replied, "I guess I'm thinking about future generations." ”

"What do you mean?"

"To learn and learn, you must always learn in a direction. Since later generations have gone from dullness to wisdom, the ancestors followed this principle and regarded the creation of words as something both simple and profound, so that the world could comprehend the profound implications. ”

"The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, isn't it just a square word?"

"Well, it's square, and it's also a concrete word. It looks different to different people, and there are different levels. When children read words, they only know how to write and know pictograms; Adults see righteousness, associations, and predictions; And the sage, looking at reason, its depth is immeasurable. Just like the people of Zhuangfu, the servants pay attention to the master's joy and anger, and you control the temper of the old man Zhuang, as for the old man Zhuang, he is thinking about something more profound. ”

"Every word is bizarre, you need to see its original meaning, but also understand its extension. My father once said that if you can know the past and future of a word, it is 'knowledge'. ”

"Can you?" Second Young Master Zhuang blurted out that in his opinion, the man in front of him was omnipotent in learning and was a top talent.

"No, you can't. I'm still a little bit of knowledge. ”

"Why? Don't you know a lot of truth? By the way, your family has been scholarly for generations, why don't you go to the imperial examination? ”

“……”

Qiu Fuzi frowned, wanting to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Second Young Master Zhuang leaned over and continued to ask, "Is it because of the matter of the crown prince that your father is worried?" ”

"It's not. The prince's matter, the father was not affected much. ”

"That?"

"I can't get famous."

"Why?"

"You'll find out later."

In Qiu Fuzi's heart, she didn't plan to hide her identity all the time, sooner or later, she would go back to women's clothes and do what she liked.

As if thinking of something, a beautiful smile appeared on Akifuko's face.

Second Young Master Zhuang was grinding ink, and was stunned when he saw it.

And Master Qiu had already rolled up his sleeves and began to write the four words at the beginning of the thousand-character text: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

"Don't, don't, I don't want to practice these words."

"And what do you want to write?"

"Master has to write his own name."

"Okay." When Master Qiu heard this, he neatly wrote the word "Zhuang Si" under "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang".

But Second Young Master Zhuang didn't seem to be satisfied, and was still staring at Master Qiu, staring at the pen in her hand: "What else?" ”

"What else?"

"Your name."

Qiu Fuzi recalled the words he saw earlier, which was probably found by this person in the book, and he generously wrote down his name, "Autumn Legacy".

Only then did the second young master Zhuang show his face, unfold the extra things on the desk, put the rice paper away, and prepare to do a big job.

After Master Qiu told Second Young Master Zhuang about the precautions of these words, he handed the pen to the young man and watched him write on the side.

"Keep your body straight and your arms strained."

At first, Second Young Master Zhuang's characters always became smaller and smaller, and the strokes shrunk into a ball.

was corrected by Qiu Fuzi and was stubborn: "Isn't it written like this, every stroke is a complete ......"

"If I tear down all your bones and put them together in a mess, can you live well, Zhou Zhouzheng? The neatness of the word is like the integrity of a person, figure out its integrity and coordination, and continue to practice. ”

"Oh."

Second Young Master Zhuang bent down beside the desk and wrote, gradually sweating, which showed his seriousness.

Master Zhuang had time to inspect and was quite satisfied.

A few days later, a certain young master was able to write his name "upright", and when he was happy, he nested in the study and wrote his name and the word "Autumn Legacy".

But writing too much will always produce a "word blind certificate", and you will almost not know your own name.

Second Young Master Zhuang rubbed his eyes: "Master, how do you write your handwriting?" ”

"Shao Shu." Qiu Fuzi rose, wrote his name and talked about the origin by the way, "I told you before, these two words are the opposite of the artistic conception of 'legacy', taken from 'Shaoguang Shuqi', which has the meaning of bright spring scenery." ”

"I know." The corners of Second Young Master Zhuang's mouth were hooked, and he said quite proudly, "'The Elephant of Shao Shu'." ”

"Huh? Why haven't I heard that? ”

"The master made it himself, just like when the master laughs, it is also like a bright spring."

Master Qiu laughed it off.

"I also want a word, like the heroes in the book "Jingye", flying eagles and lackeys, Qiu Ma is frivolous, roaming the mountains and rivers without knowing what to do."

"Xiaoteng has this, and it can be rampant for thousands of miles." Qiu Fuzi chanted softly, "Xiaoling." How is it? ”

"Xiaoling, Zhuang Xiaoling." The corners of Second Young Master Zhuang's mouth were hooked, his eyes were full of joy, and he repeatedly drummed the word in his mouth, "Xiaoling, Xiaoling." Good! Then I will be called Zhuang Xiaoling in the future! ”

"After the weak crown, you can make a name for yourself."

Second Young Master Zhuang smiled and nodded in agreement.

In the next half month, "Zhuang Xiaoling Qiu Shaoshu" became a new content for a young master.

"Young Master......" The little guy asked with some concern, "Didn't you hate Master Qiu before, why are you getting closer now." ”

"Isn't it good?"

"It's not." The little guy shook his head.

The Zhuang Mansion treats Master Qiu as a living Bodhisattva, and the young master can know how good Master Qiu is, which is naturally what everyone is willing to see.

"But, young master, don't you think that you are a little ...... to Master Qiu Is it too much better? ”

"Why?" Second Young Master Zhuang is still writing and painting in his hands, all of which are the names of "Zhuang Qiu".

"Small, small, I've seen the painting books I bought on the street, and some men like men, young master, don't you, you also have that kind of liking for Master Qiu......

Second Young Master Zhuang's pen tip stopped suddenly, and he was stunned with a large number of ink stains.

Raising his eyes to look at the little guy, he frowned, saw the little guy look embarrassed, and then looked at the name that had been smooth and neat on the paper.

"Zhuang Xiaoling, Qiu Shaoshu."

"The elephant of Shao Shu, Xiaoling is frivolous."

"I ...... him"

It is said that young people don't know the taste of sorrow, but once they touch the "sorrow", they don't want to eat, and their clothes are getting wider and thin.

The little guy seemed to wake up the person in his dream with a word, which made the second young master Zhuang very entangled.

Although I haven't liked women since I was a child, this is a scholarly and delicate teacher, which ...... made a certain young master extremely entangled.

There is no so-called poetry and book heirloom in Zhuangfu, and the rules are rope and ink.

But there is an inexplicable stubbornness, like stubbornness, and like integrity, anyway, it is not an area that can be touched by the "habit of broken sleeves".

Master Qiu didn't know the awkwardness of Second Young Master Zhuang, and it was still normal and natural contact, occasionally teaching handwriting, and occasionally going out to study.

After the second young master Zhuang was reminded by the little maid, he suddenly became frightened by Master Qiu's face, and he didn't dare to face it, but he was attracted to him at any time. All the sounds and smiles are in my mind, and I can take out a lot of them when I reach out, smash them on the head of the second young master of Zhuang, and say fiercely: You are a broken sleeve!

After struggling for a while, Second Young Master Zhuang planned to listen to his instincts and go for a verification.

If there is a reaction......

Second Young Master Zhuang thought that the person had already arrived outside the bathroom, and the mood was restless, and when he saw the closed door, Second Young Master Zhuang stretched out his leg and kicked it, and the door died honorably and fell aside.

The people inside were startled, turned their heads, and quickly shrank into the barrel after seeing Second Young Master Zhuang.

"What do you do!" There was rebuke and panic in Qiu Fuzi's voice.

Second Young Master Zhuang pursed his lips, of course he didn't dare to say his careful thoughts, walked straight to the barrel, and reached out to fish people up.

"You!"

The unstoppable hand slid into the barrel and touched Akifuko's fair and smooth body.

Second Young Master Zhuang was stunned and looked at Master Qiu.

I saw that her hair was scattered, her face was slightly red, with a little embarrassment, and her hands were tightly protecting her chest.

"You ......"

Qiu Fuzi's face was slightly pale, he turned his back to the young man, and whispered, "Get out." ”

Second Young Master Zhuang, who didn't know what to do, came out of the house in a daze and stood guard at the door.

Holding out his still wet hand, he looked up at the glare of sunlight shining through his fingers.

Something, like the daylight, broke out of its cocoon and grew in the madness.

After Akifuko got dressed, he came out of the back room,

"Tomorrow I will resign from Master Zhuang as a master......"

Second Young Master Zhuang pulled her sleeve from behind Master Qiu, and his voice was not as good as before, and he suddenly said, "No." It's just a man dressed as a woman, you don't steal or rob, and there's nothing wrong with it, I won't tell my father. ”

Qiu Fuzi raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, nodded and left.

Spring goes to autumn, and three more years have passed.

Master Qiu is twenty-one, and the young master of Zhuangfu is also sixteen, and he is old.

In the past two years, Jingzhong has been stable and prosperous, and the eldest brother has also come back and started to take over the family business. Well, I'll be able to do it for the rest of my life. ”

Zhuang Xiaoling and Qiu Fuzi were talking about their ideals in the study, and the little girl hurriedly came in and handed over the letter to Qiu Fuzi.

After dismantling it, Qiu Fuzi glanced at the ten lines, but looked at it carefully, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes and stabilized his mind.

Zhuang Xiaoling realized that something was wrong, got up and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"My father died two days ago, and I'm going back."

Autumn put aside the letter and went back to the room to pack her things.

"I'm with you." Zhuang Xiaoling stood at the door and said.

"No, you don't."

Zhuang Wanyun also seemed to have gotten the news, and came to visit Master Qiu in Silan Courtyard in his busy schedule.

"Ling Zun was good friends with me before his death, and you are the heir's teacher, if you need anything, although the Zhuang Mansion has no power in the imperial court, it can also help a little."

"Thank you, uncle, for your kindness." Master Qiu simply took a few things and boarded the carriage.

In front of Zhuang Wanyun, Zhuang Xiaoling didn't mention that he wanted to follow, and could only watch Master Qiu step into the carriage and leave.

Half a month later, Master Qiu brought a letter and officially resigned from his master's term: "My father's legacy was passed away before he was completed, and I thought about sorting it out for him during the period of filial piety. ”

Although Zhuang Wanyun was slow on business, he expressed his understanding of these feelings, and Zhuang Xiaoling's knowledge could "distinguish between right and wrong", so he let Master Qiu keep filial piety at home.

The only remaining teacher-student relationship between the two was severed.