Shen Yuechen's body stiffened, and the smile that had pretended to be calm immediately became unnatural. She lowered her eyes slightly, through her long eyelashes, nervously and nervously paid attention to Zhu Jintang who was burning on the other side, and was a little flustered for a while: "What arithmetic?" The concubine is a little confused by your question......"

I've always been careful, but what went wrong? actually made Zhu Jintang aware of it...... Could it be that there was something wrong with the books and papers on the bookcase, and he had just been sitting there for a long time, and he might have inadvertently turned over something...... It must be so! The maids didn't pack their things up...... Speaking of which, it's all because I'm too careless!

Shen Yuechen was thinking like this, and in a flash of thought, Zhu Jintang's voice came again: "I've seen those Westerners' things, and I know that they use that kind of Arabic script to number. It's just that I didn't expect you to do this. ”

To tell the truth, when he accidentally flipped through it, he was also secretly startled, the beautiful handwriting and the string of neat numbers on it were actually from the hand of a deep house lady, which was really surprising and incomprehensible.

Shen Yuechen is only past the age of Xuan, but he can write top-notch handwriting, and he is literate and ink-literate, and now he can even do complex and difficult arithmetic...... Stacked up like this, he really couldn't believe it, and even had some doubts about how much unknown side there was under her seemingly docile and well-behaved appearance...... And, most importantly, where did she learn this?

Zhu Jintang held the teacup and said very calmly, but Shen Yuechen trembled when he heard it.

Arabic numeral! How would she explain that she knew Arabic numerals? She thought about it, but she couldn't come up with a good answer, and in the end, she had to bite the bullet and said softly: "Hmm, the concubine remembered it." In fact, it's nothing, the concubine is just when she was a child, she learned some skills in writing and arithmetic with the master, and she wrote and played when she had nothing to do, just to pass the time. ”

Zhu Jintang raised his eyebrows coldly: "Who is your master?" ”

What is written and calculated? People who can have such skills will naturally not be ordinary and visible.

Shen Yuechen's long eyelashes covered his slightly flustered eyes, pursed his lips, revealed a faint wry smile, and said, "Uncle, do you know...... The concubine's master was a monk......"

She had mentioned it to him once before, and although it was only a few words, he should have a slight impression in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhu Jintang let out a deep "um", remembering that she had mentioned the master of Jingyue Nunnery before, and always felt that something was wrong, Shen Yuechen did not answer honestly, he knew that she still had something to hide.

Zhu Jintang looked at Shen Yuechen for a while, his expression was unpredictable. "There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. A monk who doesn't care about everything in the world can even have such actuarial skills, it seems that she is really a godsend! If you have a chance to turn around, you have to find an opportunity to introduce me to you, the master, so that I can open my eyes together and have a long insight. ”

When Shen Yuechen heard this, her heart moved, and then she secretly pinched her leg hard, so painful that she gritted her teeth, tears suddenly welled up, and she immediately pinched it again, letting the rows of tears slowly fall down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Zhu Jintang's face turned cold, he twisted his thick eyebrows, and said, "What's wrong?" Good decent, why are you crying? ”

He was going to continue to ask, but he was interrupted by her sudden tears.

Shen Yuechen blinked her teary eyes and looked up at Zhu Jintang, her fair little face full of sadness. "Master Jingchen, she has passed away." After saying that, she lowered her head and let out a weak sob, but the tears became more and more fierce.

Zhu Jintang doesn't like to see women crying and crying, but the way Shen Yuechen cried, the pear blossoms brought rain, the tears were hazy, and the crying that seemed to be absent was heard in the ears, adding a little pity, which made people hate it even more if they wanted to hate it.

Zhu Jintang's eyes flashed, and he coughed lightly twice: "I didn't mean to arouse your sadness. Life and death are destined for wealth in the sky, why do you care so much? ”

When Shen Yuechen heard this, she knew that her tears had played a role, so she hurriedly picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, got up to bless her body, and said, "It's the concubine's body that is out of shape...... The concubine has been fostered in Jingyue Nunnery since she was a child, and she has no relatives and sisters around her, so she is very lonely. It is all thanks to the careful care of the master and Wu's mother, and the concubine can grow up safely. Master, she loves me the most...... Unfortunately, she went early, so I didn't have a chance to do my part for her. ”

At this moment, although her tears were adulterated, the gratitude in her heart to Master Jingchen was genuine.

Zhu Jintang looked at her tearful appearance, and his heart moved again. At this moment, he had to admit that Shen Yuechen's tears could affect his reason far more than her smile. Even now, she was deliberately pretending to be pitiful to him, and he couldn't bear to ask any more.

That's it, the coming day is long, why rush for a while.

Zhu Jintang immediately stood up, stretched out his big hand to grab her warm little hand, and held it tightly.

Seeing this, Shen Yuechen's heart calmed down a little, and after choking for a while, he pretended to be reserved and gently withdrew his hand, and said softly: "Don't!" Let the maids see that it's not good......"

When Zhu Jintang heard this, he bent the corners of his mouth: "Only then will you know that you are ashamed?" You yourself are crying and crying, and you have already let the maids see it. ”

Shen Yuechen's face turned red, and he hurriedly turned around to face the flowers, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the tears on his face.

Shame on you, shame on you, but these tears are not in vain! If Zhu Jintang continued to ask all the way, she really didn't know how to deal with him.

Shen Yuechen secretly let out a deep breath, Master Jingchen was no longer there, even if she said anything, there was no proof of death. Regardless of whether Zhu Jintang believes it or not, he can finally cover it up for the time being.

Sure enough, after crying with rain from her pear blossoms, Zhu Jintang didn't say much, only took her hand and walked all the way back. On the way, the two of them also met a lot of maids and servants, Zhu Jintang didn't care, let them look at it secretly, but Shen Yuechen felt so embarrassed, and inadvertently bumped into their surprised eyes, and his face turned red, as if he was being burned by fire.

After lunch, Zhu Jintang was invited by Zhu Jinlun to the study to talk, Shen Yuechen finally took the time to carefully check every book and paper in the room, and sure enough, he found a lot of fish that slipped through the net.

She raised the sloppy paper, looked at Chun Ming and Cui Xin, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if you two are sloppy for a while, it makes the uncle almost suspicious of me!" From now on, you can't be so sloppy anymore, I can't remember things, you have to help me remember, I forgot to pack up my things, you must clean up for me, you know? ”

When Chun Ming and Cui Xin heard this, they didn't dare to slack off, and nodded their heads again and again.

Shen Yuechen handed them the straw paper and said, "Quietly take these to the kitchen under the stove and burn them, and don't leave a word." ”

Throwing away everything that should have been thrown away, Shen Yuechen finally sat softly on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a human being in two lives, she has never been a crying person, especially despising women who cry and make trouble and hang themselves at every turn. But today...... For the first time, she realized how useful a woman's tears could be in certain circumstances...... It's a pity not to use such a good method, and you have to continue to use it in the future.

Today's dinner, according to the old man's wishes, was all placed in the main courtyard, and the whole family gathered together for a reunion dinner.

After the meal, the old man left Zhu Jintang to play Go with him, and Shen Yuechen talked to the old lady in the room.

The old lady didn't say much, but she just asked her to prepare to send Zhu Jintang out tomorrow morning, and then she just told her to take care of the family affairs.

Shen Yuechen just listened silently, and after the old lady said everything that should be said, she ate another cup of tea, and saw that the chess game of the ancestors and grandchildren outside had not yet dispersed, so she couldn't help but ask softly: "Their game of chess hasn't been finished yet?" ”

Mother Yang replied with a smile: "The eldest young master just won a game against the old man, and the old man said that he wanted to take revenge, so he played another game." ”

The old lady sighed lightly and said, "That kid has to go out early tomorrow morning, and he doesn't have a plan in his heart." You send someone to keep an eye on the dot carefully, and when this plate is finished, bring the Jintang to me, otherwise, the two of you will have to go down until the middle of the night. ”

The old lady really expected things like a god, and after the old man Zhu turned the tables, he used the excuse to say that the two of them were tied and wanted to have another game. Fortunately, Mother Yang appeared in time and invited Zhu Jintang away.

As soon as people get older, their temper will always become a little stubborn, and the old man will not be happy when he sees his grandson gone.

Mother Yang's heart moved, so she only came to him and persuaded: "Old man, let's dissipate my anger." It's also a good thing that the eldest young master goes back early, maybe next year, this time will allow you to hold one more great-grandson! ”

When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed, and between winning chess and his great-grandson, he naturally wanted his great-grandson, so he went back to rest happily.

…

Deeper at night, the moonlight is sultry.

Shen Yuechen lay quietly in Zhu Jintang's arms, leaning on his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat inside, silently counting one by one.

Xu was because he was really leaving, she suddenly had some insomnia tonight, and she couldn't sleep well over and over again, until Zhu Jintang hugged her in his arms, and she completely stopped. He hugged her, his big palms caressing her smooth and delicate back, not lustful, but very gentle, quietly enjoying the tranquility and warmth of this moment.

After a moment, Zhu Jintang suddenly spoke: "How much does my heart beat?" ”

Shen Yuechen was slightly stunned when he heard this, he didn't know how he knew that he was counting his heartbeat, then he raised his head and asked in surprise: "What did the uncle say?" How do you know? ”

Zhu Jintang hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, hugged her tightly in his arms with his arms, and did not reply.

Shen Yuechen saw that he didn't speak, and raised his eyes to look into his eyes, his eyes were deep, like an unfathomable black pool, and he couldn't see what was inside.

Shen Yuechen suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness, and hurriedly turned her gaze to the bright moon outside the window, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she said in a soft voice: "Three thousand three hundred and twenty-six." The concubine counted to three thousand three hundred and twenty-six, and the rest will continue to count after the uncle returns......"

When Zhu Jintang heard this, he smiled silently, the corners of his lips were against her hair, hugging her warm and soft body, and his hard heart suddenly felt an unprecedented satisfaction and calm. It's a strange feeling, and it's strange.