I have to say that the previous state lord may have built this place as a retirement land, but unfortunately it was cheaper for others after it was built.

He planted tall trees in the backyard to shade the scorching sun, planted beautiful tree-shaped trees for viewing and playing, and supplemented by the colors and fragrances of flowers, fruits and leaves of different plants such as osmanthus, red maple, kumquat, plum and autumn chrysanthemum, etc., and different solar terms showed different scenery. And plant more bamboo forests, green all year round to take advantage of the garden. At the same time, vines and vines are planted to increase the interest of mountains and forests.

At the same time, the Jiangnan garden follows the track of the literati garden, and is elegant and elegant. The hall is arranged at will, the structure is not formal, and the pavilion and corridor sill are like turning in the meantime, fresh and free.

Zhang Qing went to Suzhou and Hangzhou with his parents when he was a teenager, and he went to Zhan Garden, Lingering Garden, and Humble Administrator's Garden. Although it is divided into two worlds, the temperament of art is the same. Similar cultural and geographical conditions have created similar gardens. Compared with the previous gardens that have been rebuilt many times after many catastrophes, although this newly created place does not have a sense of historical precipitation, it is more in line with the aesthetics of this era.

Zhang Qing, who visited it, was also moved by it, experiencing the elegant and wild artistic conception, and couldn't help reciting Lu You's poems in his mouth: "The sky is high and low, and the flowers are dense and sparse." ”

"Okay!" As soon as Zhang Qing's words fell, a shout suddenly came from within a courtyard wall on the left. Just one word vividly reflects the tactfulness and crispness in the voice. Zhang Qing was startled, and quickly turned his head to look, but saw a beautiful woman in her twenties turning out of the moon gate next to her, followed by two little maids.

When Chen Yue on the side saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "The little one has seen Mrs. Mi, but I don't know that Mrs. is here, please forgive Mrs. for the disturbance." ”

Mrs. Mi glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's okay, I heard this little boy's good words, and I couldn't help but applaud." Speaking of which, I am the one who disturbed you. ”

Zhang Qing had already roughly guessed who the person in front of him was, yesterday he heard that Steward Wang said that there was a Liu Liang's wife in the house, he thought that the two sides would not have any intersection, but he didn't expect to meet now, so he hurriedly raised his hand to salute.

Mrs. Mi walked up and down in front of Zhang Qing in a few steps, looked at this Zhang Qing carefully up and down, and said with a smile for a long time: "Yesterday, I heard that there was a little boy who lived in the back house, I thought it was a child who had nothing to do, but I didn't expect it to be a young man with a jade tree and a graceful culture. ”

Zhang Qing is ashamed, that poem belongs to the great writer Lu You of the Song Dynasty, but it was not written by him. But just about to deny it, he thought that there was no such person as Lu You in this world, and if he didn't admit that it was his own work, he couldn't answer when people asked about the original author.

At this dilemma, Mrs. Mi looked at Zhang Qing with a stammering look, thinking that he was shy, so she chuckled: "It's that I'm abrupt, but I like poetry, and I came to this remote Yunzhou with my lord, but I was surrounded by a bunch of big bosses, which made me suffocated." Come on, come on, little boy will follow me into the garden, I want to have a good chat with you. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Zhang Qingtong agreed or not, he directly grabbed Zhang Qing's wrist and dragged her path. The little maid next to her hurriedly whispered, "Madam, this 。。。。。。 It's not in order. ”

As a result, Mrs. Mi glanced at her and scolded: "What's not in order, don't you see how old the little boy is." I'm more than enough to be his mother, and now it's hard to find a man with literary talents, and I am not allowed to talk to him over tea?"

After speaking, he didn't care about anything else, and just pulled Zhang Qing away. Zhang Qing was dumbfounded, looking at the gentle and tender appearance of this Mrs. Mi, and her speech was also Wu Nong's soft language, but her actions were in a hurry. Although he could easily break free from Mrs. Mi's grasp, but at this time, it was time to show off his martial arts, so he had to follow Mrs. into the garden.

Chen Yue introduced him before that this piece belonged to the private residence of the state lord, and he didn't come in to see it. Seeing Mrs. Mi pulling him all the way to the pavilion on the edge of a small lake, he let go of his hand, sat on the round bench in the pavilion, and motioned for Zhang Qing to sit down as well.

Chen Yue was stopped by the maid at the Moon Gate as early as possible, and now the surrounding servants are all little maids, and a warbler Yanyan seems to have entered the daughter country. Fortunately, Zhang Qing's current body is only an eleven-year-old child, which makes him less embarrassed.

If you come, you will be safe, Zhang Qing has already relieved himself on the road, so he sat down calmly. The maid next to him served him tea, and he nodded his head to thank him, so that Mrs. Mi, who looked at him, nodded involuntarily.

"What do you call the little boy?" Seeing Zhang Qing put down the teacup, Mrs. Mi started the conversation.

"Boy Zhang Qing, a person from Huinan Mansion, has seen Mrs. Zhang Qing replied with a smile, an adult appearance.

Mrs. Mi looked at Zhang Qing, who had a serious and childish face, covered the corners of her mouth and smiled, and said, "I'm not a lady, my wife is still in Jiangnan." ”

Of course, Zhang Qing knew that the title of Mrs. was generally given to Mrs. of the main room, and the one in front of her was Mrs. Ru of Liu Liang, which was commonly known as a concubine. However, his emotional intelligence is not low to that level, Mrs. Zhengfu did not go with the state lord, and this Mrs. Mi is the largest in the back house, of course he wants to call him Gaoli, don't you see that those subordinates are also calling Mrs.

However, he couldn't answer this remark, so he had to change the topic: "Mrs. Mi summoned the kid here, I don't know what advice you have?"

"Alas, you don't know, I've been good at dancing since I was a child, and I married my lord because he was a famous talent in Jiangnan. But when I came to Yunzhou, at a glance, the family members of those officials were all short and trivial in their parents, and it was really boring. The lord is brilliant, but unfortunately he is busy with official business, and he has no time to accompany me to recite poetry. Some of his subordinates are capable, but unfortunately there is a difference between inside and outside, and I can't invite them to come. I don't want to meet Zhang Xiaogongzi today, I can't help but invite you to come, and I hope for Haihan. ”

What is 'please', this is clearly 'captivity'. But this is obviously a literary young woman, what else can Zhang Qing do, so he had to reply: "Don't dare, don't dare, the kid just reads a few books and knows a word, so he shouldn't be praised by his wife." ”

"Why should the little boy be polite, just rely on your sentence 'high and low to the sky, dense and sparse flowers', you are more talented than nine out of nine scholars in this Yunzhong Mansion, don't be presumptuous. By the way, I have also written a few poems in Yunzhou for more than a year, and I hope that the little boy will taste one or two. After Mrs. Mi finished speaking, she was no longer polite to him, but chatted with him about poetry.

Zhang Qing has never heard a few poems of this world, and Zhang Shanyi is also an unlearned person, and his mind is empty. Fortunately, Zhang Qing has been influenced by his adoptive father since he was a child and has a very good literary literacy. It is very difficult for him to compose poems and lyrics on his own, but he can still say and write when evaluating ready-made works.

To tell the truth, Mrs. Mi is indeed a person with some talent, although because of the narrow circle of life, the poems can't escape the sad and sentimental way, but the poems she does are indeed above the level. Zhang Qing regarded it as a poetry appreciation, and from time to time introduced a few sentences of Li Qingzhao and Liu Yong through her poems, and Mrs. Mi's eyes lit up when she heard it.

She was also suffocated, and kept taking out old works for Zhang Qing to evaluate. Zhang Qing had no choice but to pick up the good ones and say that he didn't know how much he had done about this kind of topic since he was a child, and when he thought of the mentality of a lonely woman like Mrs. Mi who was trapped in the courtyard of the deep house, it could be said that it was the first thing. And he also has an advantage, Mrs. Mi's poems are a bit melancholy after all, if these evaluations are spoken by adult men, it is inevitably a little undignified. But Zhang Qing is only eleven years old, and he can talk about poetry without the slightest evil thoughts.

The more Mrs. Mi listened, the happier she became, and she only felt that she had met a bosom friend, and she was not only surprised by the beautiful words that popped out of Zhang Qing's mouth from time to time, but also pleased that the other party could completely grasp the emotions in her poems, which was as if she lived in her heart. is also young, and Zhang Qing is extraordinary.