It is rumored that after this Hanyu was born, to the second of the ten right, Wu Hanlin treated her as a man, poured what he learned and taught her four books and five classics, chanted poems, played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his wife Wang taught female red. Maybe the talent is extraordinary, or Zhong Lingyuxiu, this is a young girl, born in a closed month, with a smart temperament, and the female red weaving and embroidery pieces are outstanding, and when she reaches the fourteenth or fifteenth century, she will know how to read and write, just like a female bachelor. Wu Hanlin saw that this woman was very talented, and she showed her wisdom and said in her heart, even if a man is just like this, so he gradually forgot his plan to have another son. Just think about it, and then match her with a talented and good-looking son, who is kind-hearted, and she can be regarded as a half-son to talk about her life.

Let's talk again, this Wu Hanlin is a traitor of the imperial court to get power and hang the crown and return, last year the new emperor was honored in the ceremony, the criminal minister was ambushed, Taiyu Qingming, the Ministry of Officials examined the case, Wu Hanlin was a loyal minister of the old dynasty, so the emperor played Ming, was pushed to be too Chang Zhengqing, idle position, equivalent to the current secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection and concurrently secretary of the party group, but not as powerful now, Wu Hanlin was used as an idle position, Ming Sheng secretly descended, resentful in his heart, originally planned to abandon the official and return to the field, but considering that the little girl is really a son-in-law, and the capital is full of talented and beautiful people, and there are many talents, it is the place where the world's heroes gather, so in order to seek a good son-in-law, he should be recruited into Beijing, and later returned to his hometown several times, but did not bring his daughter, This time, I don't know why I brought my only daughter back, Wang Chuan asked, it turned out that today is August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family reunion, no wonder Yusi.

This only daughter Hanyu, since she entered the Wu Mansion, has been handling housekeeping, and her head has continued, but she is in good order.

Life is like duckweed in autumn water, today is the festival of reunion, behind the scenes, the full moon hangs high on the branches early.

The old and young of the Wu family put on cakes and red candles, and also had fine wine, and reunited with their mother underground outside the courtyard, and soon dispersed.

Later, in the evening, Wang Chuan returned to his home, looking at the full moon, and couldn't help but feel homesick and sad.

"Humanity is: every festive season, I miss my relatives, and the wanderers of the world share relatives. It's really deep, I want to cry without tears, the ancients are not bullied. Wang Chuan leaned under the mulberry tree, spoke softly, and sang alone.

He was deeply affectionate, and he was in a catastrophe, he was really lonely, and his words were full of a sense of loss.

This is really providential, and life is helpless.

Coincidentally, next door to Wang Chuan, it happened to be the courtyard of Wu Nu Hanyu's boudoir, and at this moment, Hanyu was enjoying the moon and having fun in the company of the maid Su Ying.

Hanyu suddenly heard it vaguely, and gently chanted in his ears, so he stopped, listened attentively, only heard a wall away, and said: "Every festival is full of relatives, the end of the world wanderers are related to each other, life is impermanent, blessings and misfortunes are coming, and the moon is cloudy and sunny." ”

Hanyu is familiar with poetry, and can't help but chant carefully, secretly saying, although the music rhythm is not good, but there is a way that is a true talent who is not confined to the rules, these four sentences are also catchy and touching. She thought about it, and suddenly thought that there was someone next door, so she had relatives and asked Su Ying, "Ying'er, who lives next door?"

Ying'er is fourteen or fifteen years old, very cute, combing two braids, tilting her head, thinking about it and saying: "Miss, I heard that a few days ago, a new florist in the house, he had extraordinary floral skills and a great craftsman's talent, and he was appreciated by the lord and gave him a side house to live in. ”

Hanyu asked again: "How old is he, what is his character?"

Ying'er is her personal maid, although she is young, she is also very old, and she is also a well-informed person in the house, which is not far behind Dong Lao.

Su Ying replied: "This is a handsome and down-and-out descendant, and he has a kind of Confucian temperament, according to rumors in the house, this person is not good at words, often does things alone, followed by a primary school apprentice, after being busy, he likes to be alone in the room, not good at communicating with people, but his floral art is extraordinary, unconventional, some talents, and he is really a weird person." As he spoke, he told Wang Chuan's flower raising skills to add fuel and vinegar.

Hanyu also frowned slightly when she heard this, and said secretly: "This person is a strange talent, but it is rare." ”

But he said, Wang Chuan is bored alone, in this world, is there any computer Internet café, bar, KTV or something, he has to pour all his blood into the exercises, so he bathed in the cold moonlight, played Tai Chi in the courtyard, one move and one style, flowing clouds and water, the phase is dancing, with his long shirt placket, reflecting the silver moon of the jade tree, but it is poetic and picturesque, the wind and water rise, ups and downs.

"Hey, how is this day so strange, there is no wind and cool, but at this moment, the wind suddenly rises from the ground, it's really strange!" Su Ying said.

Hanyu was also very strange, and couldn't find a reason, her eyes looked at the moonlight, could it be that the fairy Chang'e of the Moon Palace was dancing?

After Wang Chuan finished practicing, he took a refreshing cold bath with well water, returned to his room, and closed the door.