Chapter Seventy-Three: Idle Love

After Mao Zheng left Dongshan, he went to Jinling City and rented a courtyard to live. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info With the identity of a jinshi, he hung an idle post in the government office, and he lived a fairly stable life by relying on Yulu.

After experiencing great sorrows and joys, Mao Zheng also looked down on those vain things, and now in his eyes, the so-called face is nothing, only true feelings are the most important. Therefore, when other people in the government asked him why he didn't rely on his status as a jinshi to make friends with powerful people, so as to seek prosperity. Mao Zheng also behaved very indifferently, just chatting a few words and passing it.

In the past few years, Mao Zheng has been unstable, and now that his life has finally calmed down again, he is a little sad in his heart, but there is also a sense of relaxation.

There wasn't much going on in the mansion, so Mao Zheng walked back early, looking at the bustling market in Jinling City, Mao Zheng turned his money bag upside down, and wandered around the market with his hands behind his back.

There is everything in the market, except for daily necessities, all kinds of things to eat and play. It's just a child of a rich family, immersed in the sound of dogs and horses, an old pedant, a vassal and an elegant person, immersed in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, birds, beasts, fish and insects. There are differences, but everyone is looking for everyone's fun.

Mao Zheng's heart is very idle, but after experiencing a big battle, the things on the stalls and in the shop naturally can't arouse too much interest in him. But the peaceful scene in front of him, where everyone is striving for happiness, is the greatest joy in his eyes.

"It's still prosperous in Jinling City. Is there any less fun in being able to survive in such a prosperous place? I just hope that the whole world is like this. However, I don't want to think so much now, so I'd better try to live my own life. Mao Zheng just smiled indifferently after thinking about it, and then carried some things and went back to his residence.

Turning from the bustling street into a deep alley, as the noisy sound behind him was replaced by the occasional chirping of birds, Mao Zheng also stopped and pushed open the gate of a courtyard.

The courtyard is not very large, but everywhere reveals a clean and neat, a stone table with a few stone pier chairs, falling under the flower rattan trellis, so that the small courtyard has an extra elegant chic.

"Jingruo, I'm back, how are you doing this day? I'll buy you a new dress and a lot of good food. Mao Zheng smiled and said to Jingruo, who was sitting under the flower vine trellis.

It's just that Jingruo puffed out her mouth, her eyes were glued to the table, and she didn't even look back, but said quite unhappily: "I won't eat today, I want to learn to play chess." Am I not going to know anything but food?"

"What's wrong with you, and who upset you?" Mao Zheng walked over and looked towards the table, only to see Jingruo holding black and white chess pieces, placing them in a disorderly manner on the chessboard, and couldn't help but ask with a smile: "Why did you suddenly think of playing chess, tell me what happened." ā€

"It's fine, I just feel angry. Jingruo replied.

"Who made you angry? Could it be a few gangsters around here, you tell me who they are, and I'll settle accounts with them. Mao Zheng said.

"No, just those gangsters can't bully me. It's the women in the alley, and they laugh at me for not doing anything, and hmph, I have to surpass them. Jingruo said with a little frustration.

"What's going on?" asked Mao Zheng.

Jingruo looked up at Mao Zheng, saw that his eyes were full of concern, bit his lip, threw the chess pieces and said: "Today I am walking around like before, there are so many interesting things in this Jinling City, I can't get tired of looking at it." I saw a couple of women sitting under a tree with needles and threads embroidering things, the kind of two circles, enclosing a piece of cloth, and sewing and sewing. You don't know, just sewing like that, there are so many beautiful patterns sewn. I thought it was amazing and went over to them and asked them how they did it.

"As a result, they looked at me very strangely and said, 'Women are going to do this, why wouldn't you?' Then they asked me, 'What do you do all day?' So I said to them, "Eat good food and have fun." They all laughed at me for being a silly girl. I'm not stupid! Nobody has taught me these things before. Later, I inquired, embroidery is all a small family's business, and the real ladies have to learn piano, chess, poetry and painting. Hmph, I must learn to play chess, and then be angry with them. After Jingruo finished speaking, her little chest was so angry that she fell together, and her face was also coquettish.

"Don't listen to those women chewing their tongues, everybody has everybody's blessing, it's that they don't have that blessing. If you can live a happy life, why do you have to find too much sorrow to suffer?" Mao Zheng said.

"You're right, but I'm just not angry with them. You're going to play chess, so why don't you teach me? When I learn, I'm going to have to be angry with them. Jingruo begged Mao Zheng and said.

"This ...... Say. However, in addition to the most ordinary two-person game, there is another way to play chess, do you want to learn it? Mao Zheng replied with a smile.

"Another way to play chess? Then you can teach me quickly. Jingruo hurriedly said.

"Okay, I'll teach you. Mao Zheng said and picked up the black and white pieces and fiddled with them on the chessboard, fiddling with the image of a rabbit in three strokes and two strokes.

"It's a rabbit, it looks good, but unfortunately it can't be eaten. Jingruo said with her chin on her chin chin chin thunch.

Mao Zheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and fiddled with the chess pieces a few more times in his hand.

"Hey, I'm a little bird again, and if I'm lonely in the future, I'll have a companion to talk to. Jingruo clapped her hands and said.

"Don't worry, I won't let you be lonely anymore, if you have something on your mind, you can tell me. Mao Zheng replied, his hand did not stop, still fiddling with the chess pieces.

The patterns changed one after another, and Jingruo's face was filled with smiles again. Mao Zheng looked at Jingruo's smile, and his heart turned into water, and the water waves flowed and infiltrated, washing any hidden place.

"It's so fun to play chess like this, it's much more interesting than two people fighting cocks, you have a son, and I have a son. Jingruo said with a smile.

"If you like, I can teach you everything, anyway, we have time now. But let's eat first, and then we'll play chess after eating, okay?" Mao Zheng said softly.

"I'm really hungry, I'm really hungry, let's eat, you have to teach me how to play chess after eating." Jingruo said and ran into the house.

Mao Zheng saw that she was happy, and he was also very happy in his heart, and followed her into the house.