Ji Tong took the opportunity to report the list of seven heroes for the luncheon with Zhang Jinwen, and finally turned the topic around Zhou Ziyu.

"Little lady Zhang, please! After the temple examination is completed, our brothers will celebrate for three more days. ”

Zhang Jinwen couldn't help laughing: "Is three days enough?" ”

Ji Tong also smiled: "Little lady Zhang, you think you have to put it for seven days in a row, right?" ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled: "Yes, I heard that they were all celebrated separately, didn't they?" ”

"Yes, yes, if our palace test is ordered by the royal pen himself, it can be called a celebration, then it should be placed for seven days." Ji Tong coughed nervously: "Cough, but Zimao is different." Whether he passes the test or not, his family will celebrate. ”

Zhang Jinwen was very curious: "Why do you celebrate if you don't pass the exam?" ”

Ji Tong lowered his head and rubbed the pattern on the Hui inkstone with his hand, and said as if unintentionally: "I heard that Brother Zhou's father-in-law has opened a silk shop in the West Market, and it will open in the next year, and there will definitely be a big banquet for guests on the opening day." In order not to affect Zimao's palace examination, the opening day is set on the day when the palace examination is released. ”

Ji Tong asked Zhou Zimao about these details.

In the middle of the night, there was no sound in the study.

The smile on Zhang Jin's face disappeared, and it took a long time before asking, "What you said is true?" ”

Ji Tong: "I saw Shopkeeper Zhou in the West Market yesterday. ”

Zhang Jin's face turned white: "How are you sure that it is General Zhou's father-in-law?" ”

Ji Tong: "Shopkeeper Zhou has a marriage certificate, and besides, Shopkeeper Zhou and his daughter have lived in Zhou's Mansion for half a year. ”

Zhang Jinwen lowered her head and silently counted the time in her heart, counting back half a year, almost the time of the Midyear Festival. Could it be that the shopkeeper of Zhou was already living in Zhou's mansion at that time? That is to say, Brother Yu also knows? Already known?

Zhang Jinwen's heart was pounding, her heart was about to jump to her throat, and she couldn't speak, just shook her head vigorously.

"Little lady Zhang?" Ji Tong regretted saying it a little, looking at it like this, he seemed to have said it a little too much.

Zhang Jinwen covered her heart, and there was silence for a while.

Ji Tong secretly looked at Zhang Jinwen, watching her face turn from white to blue, and then from green to red, and she wanted to cry.

Ji Tong concluded from this that Zhang Jinwen did not know that Zhou Ziyu had a marriage contract.

"Little lady Zhang? Am I saying the wrong thing? Ji Tong began to probe.

Zhang Jinwen came back to her senses suddenly, turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, cleared her throat, and said, "I'm sorry, Ji Gongzi, there is still a patient over there in Qianjintang who I want to go over to take a look, so I won't accompany you." ”

How could Ji Tong let go of such a good opportunity.

If you don't take advantage of this situation, when will you stay?

"Little lady Zhang, with such a heavy snowstorm, how can there be patients in Qianjintang? When I just came over there......" Ji Tong's words came to an abrupt halt after seeing the tears on Zhang Jin's eyelashes.

Zhang Jinwen lowered her head and didn't look at Ji Tong, and her voice became low and hoarse: "I live in Qianjin Hall." ”

At this moment, Chunlan knocked on the door outside the study and shouted: "Little lady Zhang, Aunt Zhang said that there are no patients in Qianjintang now, and I asked if I can go to the door board?" ”

With such a big snowstorm, who would go out to see a doctor? A little illness can freeze to death in the wind and snow, and if you really want to get seriously ill, you will invite the doctor to your home.

Zhang Jinwen was silent again.

Ji Tong said casually: "Little lady Zhang, the wind and snow are so big, I'll borrow a place here for a while, if you're busy, go over first." ”

Zhang Jinwen swallowed her saliva and replied to Chunlan: "Go on." ”

It's not good to go out like this, and people will see it. At least there is a little buffer time to dry your tears and adjust your mood.

Ji Tong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously proposed: "Little lady Zhang, why don't I teach you to play darts?" ”

Without waiting for Zhang Jinwen to speak, Ji Tong continued: "I can make darts and dartboards, you sit for a while, and I will do it immediately." ”

Ji Tong grabbed a handful of unused brushes on the bookshelf, removed the tip of the pen in three or two, took out the tip of a special dart from his arms, put it on the barrel of the pen, and made more than a dozen darts in an instant.

Then he picked up the chessboard under the bookshelf and said, "Borrow it, and I'll buy a new one and give it back to you when the time comes." ”

After speaking, draw a grid with a brush on the back of the chessboard, write Zi Chouyin Mao Chen Si Wu Wei Shen Youxuhai, after writing, put a tall pestle on the wall, and put the homemade dartboard on it.

Ji Tong took a few steps back, grabbed the darts he had just made, and threw two of them over, and the darts were not missing.

"Look, it's just fun." Ji Tong explained: "When we were in Guozijian, we would write the names of those who lost the game, so that they were not these rats, cows, tigers, and rabbits. ”

Saying that, Ji Tong threw two more teams, and then said: "You don't know, when you are juju, if someone on the other team's team cheats a sneak attack, after they lose, write his name on it, throw darts at him, and when the darts are all hit, my heart will be happy." ”

Zhang Jinwen didn't speak.

Those brushes were all written by Zhou Ziyu, and the chessboard was also used by Zhou Ziyu when he was studying chess games.

Usually, Zhang Jinwen is not allowed to touch others, and she wipes and cleans it up by herself.

Now, looking at Ji Tong's movements, her heart aches, but also a trace of indescribable melancholy.

After Ji Tong finished demonstrating, he went to pull out the dart, returned to the place, and continued to throw it: "Sometimes, if you don't write people's names, you write your arms, legs, heads, shoulders, chest, feet, and eyes, which is also quite relieving." ”

Zhang Jinwen was attracted, walked over, took the two remaining darts in Ji Tong's hand, and threw them at the dartboard.

If you are upset, you will naturally be disorganized.

Zhang Jinwen said to herself: "I can't do it, I can't do anything." ”

Ji Tong smiled: "Will women be like this?" ”

"How?"

"When you lose, you feel bad!"

Zhang Jinwen paused: "Of course, if you lose, it means that it is bad." ”

Ji Tong shook his head: "If it is a man, he will not admit defeat, he will keep practicing, and then challenge until he wins back." ”

Zhang Jinwen seemed to have an understanding, and took a deep breath: "Come again!" ”

With the foundation of pitching the pot, Zhang Jinwen's accuracy is not bad, and she is stuck on the dartboard.

Ji Tong looked at Zhang Jinwen's slightly loosened expression, and began to praise her cautiously: "Your level is quite high, come on, let's compete?" ”

Zhang Jinwen bit her lip, pointed to Tatsumi's position and said, "I want to pierce these two." ”

Ji Tong couldn't help but laugh and pulled out the darts in the Xuhai position: "It's good, just practice more, playing darts is like playing a pitcher, practice makes perfect." Go back and demonstrate the technique: "You can point to the east and west, and if you want to pierce the words written in the grid, you aim for the grid." ”

It's called a crooked hit.

Zhang Jinwen tried as she said, and sure enough, the hit rate was much higher.

Ji Tong watched Zhang Jinwen's mood getting better and better, and his expression became more and more relaxed, and he invited again: "The snow outside is so thick, let's go to the yard to build a snowman, and then throw darts, it's more fun." ”