(Thanks to the book friend "Zhang Xiaomu" for the 1888 tip!)

"Zi said: If it is holy and benevolent, then how dare I? ”

Zi said: "The wise man is happy with the water, the benevolent man is happy with the mountain, the wise man is moving, the benevolent is quiet, the wise man is happy, and the benevolent man is long." ”

There was a clear sound of reading in the boxy courtyard.

The sound of reading is round, not slow or slow, and it has a light and gentle meaning contained in it. As soon as people listen to it, they will resonate leisurely.

In the season from spring to summer, a ginkgo tree in the courtyard is tall, and there are many people on the tree who are screaming with all their strength.

It's just that no matter how noisy this sound is, it can't interfere with Langlang's reading sound.

"The sky has ears, the voices of the people can be heard, the sky can be seen, and the pros and cons are in the hearts of the people. ”

"Squeak!"

Inexplicably, as if frightened, they flapped their wings and flew away from the ginkgo tree and fell far away. The whole courtyard has been restored to its former tranquility.

If there were others here, it would not be strange, after all, there was no movement, and the large crowd knew that they were frightened and fled, as if they were frightened away by the sound of reading in a low voice.

Reading can calm the nerves, and reading can drive away evil spirits.

In front of the attentive reader, the troubled knowledge naturally becomes a troublemaker, which is an evil spirit, so inadvertently, when reading the book, there is a trace of wanting to drive away the knowledge.

The idea is intangible, the rhythm is qualitative, and the combination of the two can form a mysterious mind, which faintly has the meaning of "words follow the law".

Therefore, although the sound of reading is not loud, it is fearful in the senses of knowing, and subconsciously flies away. Move to another home.

The sound of reading in the house continued, and Ye Junmei was scrubbing clothes in the courtyard. Plain face to the sky. Pale dress, long black and shiny hair is naturally bound by a blue ribbon. Two strands hang down from the edge to the chest that forms a striking curve.

The girl's hands were white and delicate, and she should never have done foul words like scrubbing clothes. But over the years, no matter how much has changed, she has always diligently taken over all the housework and completed it meticulously.

There is no need for servants, no need for subordinates.

At home, there is her and her brother. That's enough.

This courtyard house in Nanguo, Jingshi, is not in the center of the city, but the price is not low at all. Without three hundred yuan, you can't take it anyway.

Now, the courtyard has been attributed to Ye Junsheng's name.

Speaking of which, this is the Ye family's third industry.

In the Tianhua Dynasty, such situations were commonplace. The official eunuchs are rich, and the industry is all over the world, and many of them start in double digits.

However, the situation of the Ye brothers and sisters is somewhat special. They are plainly dressed, there are no attendants in and out, and they don't want to be rich and noble, why can they buy a house in Beijing. Buying a huge yard?

A neighbor asked curiously, and Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "Change." ”

"What for?"

"Copybook. ”

So the people who heard it began to make up for it, and they all thought that this brother and sister were born in a scholarly family. The ancestors have rare and valuable antique calligraphy and paintings, and they have replaced the house with others.

It's a loser.

Someone lamented.

The ancients had their hearts in mind. The things left behind by our ancestors are treasures, and when it comes time to use them. undoubtedly means that the family has fallen in the middle of the road.

Ye Junsheng didn't explain this, and went straight to his own things. At this stage, although cultivation has not fallen, the time available for reading the scriptures has increased a little.

The goal is to focus on the township test in August.

Tianhua Dynasty imperial examination township examination, once every three years, according to the four books and five classics, policy questions and poems divided into three examinations, the winner is called "Xie Yuan".

After passing the township examination, they are eligible to participate in the general examination and the palace examination in the second year.

These three major exams can be called the dream of the world's readers.

"No one asks about hard reading, and you become famous all over the world in one fell swoop!"

If you want to become famous with poetry, it is not easy after all. Not to mention how difficult it is to write a popular poem, even if it is written, it is difficult to spread and form a big impact.

As for Ye Junsheng, even if he is plugged in, he has experienced ups and downs several times with his poetry. In the end, it was the right time to shine in the world's first talent competition, which can be regarded as a real fame in one fell swoop.

But such an example is simply not replicable.

Besides, there is no audio-visual transmission in this era, and although he is very famous, Ye Junsheng walks on the streets of Jingshi, and basically no one knows him.

He can't just say that he is the best talent in the world......

However, such a peaceful day is good.

Read and write, eat and sleep. Cultivating and cultivating, I was occasionally dragged by my sister to go shopping, buying all kinds of Jingshi snacks, as well as some gadgets.

The days passed slowly in this gentle rhythm, as if going back in time, back to the beginning of the time, when poverty was not lost and happy.

Every time I think of these, there is always a moment of trance in the impression, and there is a warmth worth recalling in my heart, which will not be dissipated for a long time.

The sound of reading in the room stopped, and Ye Junsheng began to write. If he was slightly dissatisfied, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in the garbage basket next to him.

The distance between the two is almost a zhang, and the credible hand throws it, and it never deviates.

When the garbage basket is full, Ye Junmei will pick it up and take it to the door to empty.

"Sister of the Ye family, take out the garbage. ”

An acquaintance lady passed by and asked.

"Hmm. ”

Ye Jun replied crisply, smiled, and walked into the room again.

The eldest lady was shaken by this smile, and only reacted back after a while, and was amazed: This Ye family's sister is so beautiful, and she often recites such a sentence "Little Lady" when she listens to the storyteller in the teahouse......

Such a beautiful and refined woman, compared to the lady in the palace, is afraid that she will not lose. But I don't know if she promised others, if not, it is also a good thing to say that a marriage is not there.

In the blink of an eye, many thoughts have flashed through my mind.

After a pause, the eldest lady's eyes looked at the pile of crumpled papers, and she couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time: Ouch, this Ye scholar is generous, these papers are all good papers, one must not be sold for a few pennies, and if the writing is wrong, it will be discarded, which is a great waste.

Everyone says that they are poor and rich in martial arts, but the cost of this scholar's business is not small.

"Hehe, that's just right, pick up all this waste paper and wipe the child's buttocks. No matter how bad it is, it can be a fire primer. ”

When the eldest lady thought of doing it, she immediately started to take away all the abandoned waste paper balls.

Clinker she didn't move fast enough, and a figure next to her sprang out, very quickly packed the waste paper ball into a sack.

"Hey, leave me some. ”

The eldest lady was in a hurry.

The man glanced at her and pouted: "Why?"

Carrying a sack, swaggering away.

The eldest lady was choked and speechless, shook her head and sighed, secretly and a little self-pity, and did not do it at the first time, so that she was taken advantage of.

"Bah, isn't it just a few pieces of waste paper, what is there to grab, a guillotine ghost, a short-lived ghost ......" (to be continued.) )