The next day, the rooster crowed several times in the morning, until he was tired, and went back to the coop to rest. Shen Weicai bounced up from the bed with a "bang", took out the leftover pancakes from last night from under the small table, and stuffed them into his mouth. Relying on the instructions of the servant who came yesterday to get the way to Mingge, he hurriedly held the book of "Huangzhou Cold Food Poems", and galloped like the horse in front of the carriage he sat in the mountain that day.

It's late.

Hurriedly rushed to the place where the servant said the Ming Pavilion, what came into the eye was a large courtyard where the powder wall protected each other, the green trees hung down, the three hanging flower gatehouses, the verandah was copied on all sides, bypassing the Yongdao, it was five hugging buildings, and there was a piece of dragon and phoenix wandering on the hugging building, and the plaque with the word "Ming Pavilion" was written. There is also a pond in the courtyard, which is much larger than the side of Shen Wei's house, full of roses, treasures and other flowers, and it is also blooming enthusiastically in early spring.

Being able to live in such a magnificent courtyard at a young age, the owner Pei Xi's little son is probably very cherished by his parents. Thinking about the fact that he was assassinated at the bottom of the mountain, the Pei family must be urgently investigating, right?

It's really the same life.,People are born rich and rich.,Although my own father and mother are also very good to themselves.。

Glancing at the missing moment, it was already the end of the hour, the sky was already bright, and the bright sun hung above. Shen Wei held the notebook and entered the Ming Pavilion with a little weakness.

When she first entered the Ming Pavilion, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid wearing a blue Luo skirt came up and led Shen Wei to a room. There is a bookcase in the room, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the bookcase are all complete, and there is a pile of paper for learning words, and several posts such as "Huang Tingjing" and "Jiucheng Palace".

Shen Wei suddenly felt his eyebrows skip a beat, and he felt that this matter was not good.

The maid smiled gently and softly at Shen Wei: "Brother Wei, before Gongzi Xi went out, he specially instructed the slave maid to let the slave and maid accompany you here to practice calligraphy for a while, and when Gongzi Xi came back, he helped Brother take a closer look and teach Brother Er." ”

Shen Wei suddenly felt that he had been beaten in the head.

A familiar feeling of pain welled up in my heart.

The maid stepped forward and continued to smile on the other side of the bookcase, grinding ink for Shen Wei. Shen Wei had no choice but to bite the bullet, casually pulled out a copy of "Jiucheng Palace" and opened it, took down a Qinghao pen from the pen stand, and tried to recall that when he was enlightened when he was a child, his grandfather taught him to write with a pen, held the brush, dipped it in a little ink, and wrote a "nine" character on the paper of learning words.

Shen Wei clearly felt the maid's hand pause for a moment, and then continued to sharpen the ink.

He really can't remember the correct posture of holding the pen, but he remembers that his grandfather, Mr. Shen, taught him many ways to hold the pen, what three fingers, five fingers, and the ancient books also mentioned that even two people hold the pen with two fingers, and then babbled and said something "There is no definite way to hold the pen, so it is necessary to make the void and wide". Shen Wei used to not like to listen to this kind of words when he was a child, he was perfunctory, uh-huh, and felt that writing could be recognized, and he didn't pay attention to any style and font.

When he arrived at the foot of Qingbi Mountain to be a bookkeeper, he was generally the one who settled the accounts, and Fan Xian threw an arm and took on the role of bookkeeping and writing.

Yesterday, a servant sent a notebook, he was not interested in turning it over, because his body was splashed with water, suffered some cold, and the wind blew, it was very sore, he didn't turn it over a few times, the notebook was thrown on the side of the futon, and he fell asleep, Fan Xian had nothing to do, and sat at the table to help him with a few. I thought that I would just take those pieces of paper to hand over the errand today, but I didn't want this Pei Xi little boy to come to him and send someone to supervise the class to write.

I just let it out. Shen Wei found a comfortable posture to hold the pen, and wrote on the paper with a large opening, and the speed was quite fast, and by the time his stomach growled, he had already written most of it.

The maid was still grinding ink with her eyebrows lowered, Shen Wei looked at the book case and the calligraphy paper on the ground, she couldn't hold it back, and leaned to the edge of the ink table with a shy face, and asked, "Sister, what's your name?" ”

This question is just a brick throw, not the main topic, without waiting for the maid to answer, Shen Wei couldn't wait to throw out the second question: "Sister, when will your son Xi come back?" ”

The maid smiled, this time she smiled more sincerely, and the pendant on her ear swayed with her laughter: "Brother Wei, are you going to be fed?" ”

She smiled heartily, her thin lips crooked, her eyes crooked, and her two dimples seemed to be laughing too.

This is the first time Shen Wei has seen the people in this family laugh the most pleasing to his eyes, You Shi's smile always has a dignified and profound taste, Pei Chun and Pei He laughed arrogantly, Pei Xi ...... Pei Xi hadn't smiled at him yet.

After the maid finished laughing, she put down the work of grinding ink, got up gracefully, and also signaled to Shen Wei: "Brother Wei, go with me." ”

Shen Wei got up and followed the maid to another small room, and after sitting quietly for a while, two or three other little girls with drooping hair came in, holding a few dishes and putting them on the table. Shen Wei saw it, it was a bowl of sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup, a bowl of white rice, and a dish like fried chicken.

The maid lowered her body and wanted to prepare a cloth chopstick, Shen Wei felt that it was useless, this kind of thing was still comfortable to do by himself, he hurriedly took the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables by himself, and picked up the food to eat.

The rice of the big families is more delicate, unlike the brown rice he occasionally eats in the countryside.

After finishing the meal in an instant, he went to the study to practice calligraphy in frustration, and sent a bowl of tofu skin buns, Shen Wei held them in his mouth, chewed the buns in his mouth, and continued to write the calligraphy in his hand, thinking that he would finish writing more than 1,200 words of "Jiucheng Palace" as soon as possible, so as to find a reason to go back to sleep. About a thousand words were approaching, and the door to the study opened.

It was the master of the Ming Pavilion who came back, and it was late at night, and he seemed to be in a hurry back, still with some cold on his body. The candlelight reflected the red satin dress on his body, covered with a stone blue gown, and he was dressed as a standard pampered rich son.

The maid hurriedly stopped what she was doing, cleaned her hands in the basin, took the robe that Pei Xi had just taken off, and asked with concern, "Young Master Xi, are you back?" ”

Pei Xi still didn't sound emotionally bullied when he spoke, and said lightly: "Qingxin, you go down first." ”

It turned out that her name was "Qingxin", and Shen Wei silently remembered it in her heart, and her mood was a little drifting. When his heart was rippling, Pei Xi had already walked to his side.

Shen Wei was shocked, Pei Xi was ten years old, and when he came back tonight, he actually had a lot of alcohol on his body. Pei Xi sat beside him for a while, and the pearl hair crown on his head had just been removed when he took off his robe, and only a cyan string was used to tie his long hair.

When Pei Xi was rescued at the bottom of the mountain, Shen Wei knew that Pei Xi was born with a very white complexion, and he also brought some baby fat, and he looked like a snow ball after washing. But Pei Xi, who was sitting next to him today, had a flush on his face on both sides, and a touch of red in the corners of his eyes.

Shen Wei sat and didn't dare to move, watched Pei Xi pick up a piece of paper for practicing calligraphy, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly slapped the paper on the bookcase, making a loud "bang".

Shen Wei was so frightened that his eyebrows jumped.

Seeing Pei Xi holding his little hand and patting the table again, he was quite excited and said, "What an ugly word!" Who wrote it! ”

Shen Wei replied in a whisper: "I wrote it." ”

Pei Xi squinted, as if he had just noticed a person beside him: "You wrote it?" ”

Shen Wei nodded like garlic.

Pei Xi turned his head and stared at Shen Wei's face for a long time. Turning back again, looking at the paper on the table, repeating this two or three times, his eyes seemed to be a little dazed, and he whispered a sentence in his mouth: "What an ugly word, it hurts so much to look at." ”

......

Wrong.

Shen Wei was bold and looked at Pei Xi carefully.

He stared at it for a while, and the flush on Pei Xi's face seemed to be heavier.

A thought crossed Shen Wei's head, this little boy ...... Isn't he drunk?

Shen Wei lowered his head and found that Pei Xi came in with shoes on, and the shoes on his feet were worn backwards. The left shoe is worn on the right foot, the right shoe is worn on the left foot, and the sole is still with some dirt and grass.

The Pei family has big rules, and these sons of the family, under normal circumstances, must change their shoes when they return from going out.

Shen Wei asked tentatively: "Young Master Xi, are you ...... How do you feel now? ”

Pei Xi was sitting precariously: "Looking at these bad words, I have a headache." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to have a real pain in his head, hugged his head, whimpered and sobbed twice, then put his head on the bookcase, pressed it against a stack of study paper, and closed his eyes, as if preparing to sleep.

Some of the calligraphy paper was swept to the ground by Pei Xi's movements. After all, it was the result of Shen Wei's hard work for a day, Shen Wei was a little dissatisfied and a little timid, so he stretched out his hand and wanted to move Pei Xi's head slightly: "Young Master Xi, if you press it on the paper, it is easy to get ink." ”

was pushed uncomfortably, Pei Xi hummed and refused to move his head, only changing his left face to the right cheek on the bookcase. Shen Wei took a look, and now the little boy's eyebrows were not only red, but also with pen and ink marks.

It's like a child. Some time ago, he was pretentious and followed the Yin and Yang of the Pei family, but I don't know why the Pei family let a ten-year-old child live and drink. Afraid that shouting at the maid would wake up Pei Xi, Shen Wei had to gently support Pei Xi's body, slowly leaned into his arms, and wanted to carry Pei Xi to the bed.

After all, Shen Wei is only six or seven years older than Pei Xi, and his strength has not yet completed his growth, and there are messy things such as calligraphy paper piled up on the ground, so he walks a little crookedly. Pei Xi seemed to feel uncomfortable with the bumps, twisted his body around, and put some stickers on Shen Wei's body, and whispered: "Mother." ”

Shen Wei was stunned, and the wind outside the window blew out the candle. Suddenly, his eyes were dark, and his feet were broken, as if he had fallen into a place similar to a bed.

Could it be that this Pei Xi boy made another instruction in the morning? The lights in this house went out, and I didn't see Qingxin come in to take a look. Pei Xi was firmly tied to Shen Wei like an octopus, one hand hugged Shen Wei's waist, and the other hand unconsciously pulled a bedding similar to a bedding and covered his body.

Shen Wei was pressed under Pei Xi with one hand, numb and tight, and wanted to pull it out, but Pei Xi was not allowed, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't move." ”

"Sleep peacefully."