"What seniors are not seniors, this is a little boy called Yan Changtian, but he has a serious eye, this little adult looks, but he has a childish spirit that has not faded from milk, and it feels interesting to look at it."

Nie Xiaoqian saw that the little boy Yan Changtian seemed to know books and etiquette, and knew the rules very well, but she laughed in her heart. is also very timid when she met the shepherd boy in the Black Wind Forest before, but the shepherd boy is innocent and honest, but he has a very different temperament and style of doing things.

Also, in this kind of place, you can read the "Commentary on the Analects" and see it fascinatingly, and it is false to say that you don't understand the rules.

Xiao Tong Yan Changtian mustered up the courage to tremble and said something about the scene, his ears were pricked up and he listened carefully, but he didn't hear any sound, only the cold was deep to his bones, and he hurriedly clenched his teeth when he was afraid, so that he didn't let his teeth catch each other.

"It's a child, after all." Nie Xiaoqian thought to herself.

However, at this time, even adults who have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard are afraid that they will tremble.

"Yan Changtian, don't be afraid, I'll light the lamp."

Nie Xiaoqian has been admitted to the school and is very satisfied, of course she can't continue to pretend to be a ghost, and she is not here to scare children.

Yan Changtian heard a crisp and pleasant soft voice from somewhere in the dark, although his eyes were wide and he still couldn't see his five fingers, but his consciousness relaxed, he calmed down all of a sudden, quietly wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead, and asked very respectfully: "The kid trespassed into your mansion, and he hasn't asked his predecessor for his name?" ”

Trespassing on your house? It's indeed trespassing.

Nie Xiaoqian smiled at the corner of her mouth, picked up the fire sickle placed under the low table and lit the oil lamp.

The lights were lit, Yan Changtian looked anxiously, and sure enough, a few feet away, he saw a sister who was both quiet and quiet, and she was like a woman, and for a while, she felt that the entire dim cellar seemed to be brightened because of this sister.

Wang Bai of the Song Dynasty said in "Hui Zhao Xing Zhushu": The envoy came from afar and gave the treasure post. The joint theme is tired, and the light is born. Originally, I thought it was a lieu of the predecessors, but it turned out that there was indeed a thing, and if there were others, the predecessors did not deceive me. ”

Yan Changtian couldn't help but think in his heart.

But then he blamed himself again, and didn't want to make him sweat. It's just that for some reason, when I didn't think about it, "Mencius" suddenly flashed in my mind, and in the end I could only comfort myself like this: As for Xi Shi, the world knows its beauty. Those who don't know the beauty of Shih Tzu are also eyeless.

Therefore, although Zi said: Don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people, don't say indecent things, don't move indecent things, and even don't think about indecent things. But he has eyes, and he can't force himself to distort his heart and cover his vision.

Yan Changtian had a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and the victory and defeat were instantaneous, he calmed down, took two steps forward, bowed down and said, "Boy Yan Changtian, I have seen Mr." ”

Although the cellar is deep and remote, it is clean and tidy, with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which are well organized, and even have fragments of works, which should be the "study" of the beautiful and dazzling sister in front of me. When he was reading the "Annotations on the Analects", he could see the refreshing and deafening reading notes from time to time, so the sister in front of him had a university question.

There is a university question, naturally the predecessor is Mr., he can't almost call his sister because he is young, but the etiquette of the junior, is the etiquette.

As for why the predecessors chose the study in such a hidden and simple cellar, there was a great sage Mr. Sima who compiled the "Zizhi Tongjian" in the cellar, and he was even more difficult to discuss as a junior.

In fact, Yan Changtian doesn't have to blame himself, he is still young, where do he really have any evil thoughts in his heart, what are his thoughts, but when he sees beautiful things, he naturally has a heart of intimacy.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't know that this person had a lot of courtesy, and Zhengtai, who looked very unsmiling, had so many thoughts in a blink of an eye, but the more she looked at it, the more interesting she felt, and immediately nodded slightly: "Yan Changtian doesn't need to be polite, my surname is Nie, and my name is Nie Xiaoqian." ”

"I've seen Mr. Nie." Born with red lips and white teeth, Yan Changtian, who was upright, bowed solemnly again.

It is said that many people are not to blame, Yan Changtian has so many rituals that I am afraid that no one will blame him on the matter of etiquette when he travels all over the world.

Nie Xiaoqian silently praised Yan Changtian in her heart, and it was not strange for Yan Changtian to call her husband, but she just asked Yan Changtian and wanted to know how he came to the cellar.

Yan Chang was stubborn by nature, following the example of the ancients who traveled by candle to explore the ancients, and stumbled upon Mr.'s study, and climbed down with the help of vines under curiosity. Yan Changtian likes to read, and when he saw that there were a lot of books in his study, he boldly flipped through them, and saw that the "Annotations on the Analects" annotated by Mr. had thought-provoking remarks. Yan Changtian explained with shame on his face.

Nie Xiaoqian nodded and said: "Books are read by confidants, since you like to read, and you can understand the fun of books, you have forgotten even time, you are a real reader, don't worry I will blame you." In the future, as long as you want to study, you can come at any time. ”

Yan Changtian was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude. But his gaze swept over the small hourglass on the low table, and his face darkened slightly.

Nie Xiaoqian saw it clearly and knew that he now remembered that he had forgotten the time because he was studying, and he was worried that his family was looking for him, so he said: "Your parents didn't know that you came here for the time being, and they thought you had fallen asleep. ”

She had just come in from outside, and the jugglers were talking quietly, without any panic.

Yan Changtian listened, and then he was relieved.

It's just that Nie Xiaoqian immediately said: "But you have been out for a while, and the elders in the family are worried, so you should go back early." ”

"Yes, Yan Changtian knows, let's go back." Yan Changtian listened to Nie Xiaoqian's reasonableness, replied, and prepared to leave.

"Wait, I have something to say to your parents, but I don't want them to know I'm here, so I'm writing a letter to ask you to pass it on to your parents." Nie Xiaoqian stopped Yan Changtian, groaned slightly, and said.

"Mr. Law's writing."

Yan Changtian said very attentively and walked to the low table, pouring water and grinding ink.

Nie Xiaoqian was slightly stunned when she saw this, only to feel that this little boy was well-behaved and polite, and she liked it more and more in her heart.

After liking it again, he took out a piece of paper from the bookcase, waved his pen, wrote a letter without adding points, folded it, and handed it to Yan Changtian.

"You don't have to read the contents of the letter, just give it to your parents. If your parents ask where the letter came from, you say that you were playing in the courtyard and suddenly it was projected from outside the courtyard wall, and it was written by an unknown person. ”

Yan Changtian didn't understand why everyone was in the same mansion, obviously close at hand, why he didn't want to communicate, but he still replied very solemnly: "Yan Changtian will definitely live up to Mr. 's trust." ”

Nie Xiaoqian waved her sleeves, sent Yan Changtian out of the cellar, and said, "Okay, you can go." ”

Yan Changtian only felt fluttering, and walked out of the cellar in the blink of an eye, probably thinking that Nie Xiaoqian, a fairy-like character, knew some magical methods, and he was not surprised, so he only saluted and said goodbye again.

Looking at Yan Changtian's small figure in the distance, Nie Xiaoqian sighed and said, "I hope this letter can make you leave here as soon as possible, otherwise you may have to worry about your lives." ”

Nie Xiaoqian thought that the letter she wrote, as long as the juggling troupe would rather believe it than not, they would probably pay attention to it, so they would be vigilant.