Time flies, and ten days have passed quietly, and in these ten days, Li Ge has basically understood the people and things related to him.

The place where Li Ge now lives is called Ziwu Town, which belongs to Ningshan County. His father's name is Li Yunlong, and he is a talent in the first year of Jiajing, because his ancestors have some land savings, and now he is doing some small business at home. His mother's name is Ding Qiaoqiao, the daughter of the magistrate of the three households, she got married nine years ago, and after giving birth to Li Ge eight years ago, she has been teaching her husband and children at home.

As for Li Ge, he has been mischievous since he was a child, ten days ago he was playing by the lake, accidentally fell into the lake, and then he fell unconscious, and when he woke up, he seemed to be a different person.

"I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can sing poetry without knowing how to compose poems. Li Ge, I have been your husband for almost two years, and in the past two years, Tang poetry has also taught you hundreds of poems, how much do you remember?" On a breezy afternoon, an old gentleman in his fifties hired by the Li Mansion was sitting in the study, looking at his students with a serious face.

"Master Wang, I basically remember the Tang poems you said, I don't know which one you are talking about?" The sleepy Li Ge listened to what Mr. said, and suddenly came to his senses, because the best thing he did when he was studying was to study ancient style poems.

"Is that really the case?" the old gentleman looked at the always naughty student in front of him suspiciously, thought for a while and asked, "Five-flowered horses, daughter-in-law, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you." Do you remember where this poem came from?"

"This poem is Li Bai's general wine. Li Ge thought for a while, and said loudly, "Five tiger generals, ten thousand brave soldiers, wolf smoke will lie on the battlefield in March, and if you don't break Huma, you will not return." ”

"Li Ge, the old man has never read the poem you chanted, but your father wrote it?" the old master asked with a smile as he recalled the poems chanted by the talented students.

"This—" Li Ge lowered his head and pondered for a while, with his eight-year-old mind, if he said that this poem was written by himself, the gentleman himself would not believe it, and quickly raised his head and said respectfully, "It is indeed written by my father." ”

"Haha~ Okay, if you have a father, you must have a son, with your father's knowledge and my careful cultivation, you will definitely be among the top three when you grow up, and you will be crowned. The old master said happily.

After a class, Li Ge sat alone in his garden for a while, unconsciously it was dark, after dinner, he returned to the room boringly, in this backward Ming Dynasty, there was no mobile phone, computer, not even electricity, he stared at the dim oil lamp on the table, and couldn't help but sigh "The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping, what should I do to kill the time." ”

Walking to the door of the room, looking at the dark and quiet night sky outside, Li Ge looked around boredly, and suddenly he found that the room of the maid next door was still lit.

"Isn't Butterfly Dance resting yet? Why don't I go talk to her? Li Ge muttered to himself in his heart, and walked to the door of the maid's room. Standing outside the door, I saw that the door was slightly open, and there was no sound in the house, and the young master of the Li family shouted loudly into the house, "Butterfly Dance, are you in the room?"

"Young master, do you have something wrong?" As soon as the maid heard the shout, she knew that it was her own young master, and after hesitating for a moment, she said, "I'm taking a bath, if the young master is afraid of the dark, you might as well come in first." ”

She was taking a shower, and she let me in? Hearing the words coming from inside the house, Li Ge's heart fluttered wildly, could it be so casual between men and women in the Ming Dynasty?

Then I thought, no, my current identity is just an eight-year-old child, maybe that's why she said such things.

The little master of the Li family hesitated outside the door for a while, his heartbeat became even worse, and his little face turned even redder, and finally he made a decision, anyway, I am not a righteous gentleman, and I don't look at it for nothing.

After entering the room, he looked straight in the direction of the bath bucket in the maid's room, only to see that Butterfly Dance had come out of the bath bucket, wearing a white wrap, and holding a dry cloth towel in his hand to wipe his wet hair.

"I'm going, I'm late, why did I stand outside the house for so long just now?" Li Ge looked at the graceful girl in front of him blankly, and regretted it in his heart.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Butterfly Dance put down the cloth towel in her hand, put on a gray robe on her body, and walked towards Li Ge.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little sleepless and want to come over and talk to you. Hearing the maid's words, the little young master came back to his senses, lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"Ah~ Young Master, do you have a fever?" Butterfly Dance walked in front of the young master, and saw that his ears were red, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his young master's forehead, "It's so hot, it seems that you really have a fever, I'll go tell Madame and ask for a doctor for you." ”

Feeling the jade hand that Butterfly Dance placed in front of his forehead, Li Ge's heart, which had calmed a little, beat faster at this time, and he hurriedly grabbed the maid's jade hand tightly with his small hand and said, "I'm not sick, I'm just here to talk to you." ”

"The young master's forehead is so hot, how can he not be sick?" Butterfly Dance looked worried.

"I'm really not sick. Li Ge replied categorically, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Butterfly dance, you sit first, I'll go out and come." ”

After a few minutes of calm outside the house, Li Ge stretched out his little hand and touched his little face, it was no longer as hot as before, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart, "It's really useless, I didn't see anything just now, that's it, if I really see something, then I will die at her hands." ”

After calming down his good mood, the little master of the Li family walked into the maid's room in a move, and under the surprised gaze of Diewu, the little master asked a few questions at random, chatted a few words, and then went back to the room alone.

"Zheng Qiang, you are really not a thing, why do you have the idea of watching the maid take a bath?" The little Li family son sat in the room and blamed himself for a few words, and then thought again, fortunately I didn't see anything just now, and I must control myself in the future.

Thinking about it, a sleepiness hit him, Li Ge unconsciously yawned, lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

This night, Li Ge slept in a daze and was very unsteady, and he felt very cold when he was half asleep and half awake, and it seemed that someone had walked to the side of the bed and let out a cold laugh at himself.

When Li Ge woke up the next day, he only felt that his body was collapsed and weak, and his mind was groggy, and he lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, and Butterfly came in with a basin of water.

"Young master, it's time for you to get up, wash up and have breakfast. The figure of the maid entered the room along with the morning light outside the house.

Li Ge on the bed tried his best to get up, but unfortunately his body at this time was like a 10,000-ton mountain, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move a bit.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Diewu put down the basin of clear water in her hand and walked straight to the bed.

"I—" Li Ge stared blankly at the maid who came to the bedside, and after spitting out a word, there was no more.

"What's wrong with you, young master?" Butterfly Wu looked at the pale young master on the bed, and hurriedly stretched out her jade hand and stroked the latter's forehead, and a chill like ice spread to her hand. The maid's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand and ran out of the room quickly.