"Finally able to come out, let's go get my sugar gourd, fried rice cake, sugar man, maltose. After Luo Fu left, Xiao Qian couldn't wait to fly out of the jade pendant, grabbed Ning Caichen's shirt and said hurriedly.

Ning Caichen smiled dumbly, locked the door, and took her cold little hand: "We won't stay here tonight, we have to go back to the inn, don't worry." ”

Xiao Qian pretended to ignore their interlocked hands: "We all already have our own homes, why do we still live in the inn?" ”

"Although there are beds here, the beds need to be replaced. The kitchen is fully equipped with utensils, but there are no ingredients. I can't eat and live for the time being, so I can't live here. Ning Caichen scratched her little nose: "Don't worry, there will be a boudoir for you in this manor." ”

Xiao Qian licked her lips and looked misty: "Boudoir...... Scholar, I miss home. ”

Ning Caichen was stunned, and then reacted, the home that Xiao Qian said was the one she was talking about: "Lingzun Lingtang is still alive now?"

"I guess they are, but I don't know where they are. Xiao Qian sighed lightly, revealing a sadness all over her body.

Ning Caichen held her fragrant shoulder and let her rest her head in his shoulder socket: "I will definitely try my best to help you find your parents so that you can have a day of reunion." ”

"Thank you. Feeling the warmth in his arms, Xiao Qian's heart suddenly settled down and said softly.

"Let's go, go back to the inn. After a long time, Ning Caichen pushed her away slightly and held her jade-like hand.

At night, the breeze blows, the moon shines, and the streets that have been noisy all day during the day are deserted, and the houses on both sides of the street are lit up.

When Ning Caichen returned to the inn with Xiaoqian, he found that the door of the inn had long been closed, and only a few rooms upstairs were still lit upstairs.

Standing downstairs and recognizing their room, Xiao Qian waved her sleeves, and a white silk volley flew out of the air, opening the wooden window upstairs.

Ning Caichen raised his eyes and looked at the five- or six-meter-high window, turned around and hugged Xiao Qian's slender waist, smelled the good smell of her daughter's incense and said, "Tired." ”

Xiao Qian smiled speechlessly: "I really don't know how you read the sage book, don't you hear that men and women give and receive kisses, and etiquette." When you're with me, you're either holding hands or hugging, and you're always light with me. ”

"Men and women don't kiss, if they kiss, they have to get married, this is the most correct way to open. Ning Caichen said, his cheeks approaching her jade face little by little.

Xiao Qian rolled her eyes, feeling that she could no longer treat him as a scholar: "Okay, don't make trouble, isn't it fun to tease me?"

Ning Caichen laughed, put his nose against her Qiong's nose, and looked at her glassy jade-like eyes: "It's fun, if I am the king, I guess I will not be early for you." ”

"The longer I come into contact with you, the more I find out that you are unscrupulous. If I were a king, could this be nonsense? If it gets out, it will kill you. Xiao Qian stretched out her index finger and pressed it on his lips, shook her head and said.

"Don't frown, I won't talk about the assembly, right?" Ning Caichen raised his arm, stretched out his fingers, and smoothed the wrinkles between her eyebrows: "My little Qian, looking back, a smile is full of flowers, and the laughter is crisp, like a silver bell ringing on the eaves." Come on, have a smile. ”

Xiao Qian bit her lip and looked at him: "Poems don't rhyme, they are messed together, scholar, you should really learn how to compose ancient poems." ”

"Silly girl. Ning Caichen chuckled: "The so-called poetry, why not be neat and neat, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and it is good to be able to respond to the situation." ”

"The reader has a terrible mouth, I can't talk about you. Xiao Qian wrinkled her nose, grabbed Ning Caichen's waist, and flew up with him in the air, across the room.

By the bright moonlight, Ning Caichen lit the vegetable oil lamp. Looking at Xiaoqian under the oil lamp, it is another thrilling beauty.

"Ha, my sugar gourd!" After entering the room, Xiao Qian let go of Ning Caichen and went straight to the bookcase on the table. Reaching out, he took out a sugar gourd wrapped in paper.

"Can ghosts eat?" Seeing her happy appearance, Ning Caichen asked suspiciously.

Xiao Qian bit down a bright red sugar gourd and ate it: "Before the innate realm, the yin ghost ate qi, had no spirit body, and was afraid of strong wind and thunder; ”

Ning Caichen nodded, and said in confusion: "The Yin Ghost before the Innate Realm has no spirit body, and there are no Twelve Canons, how can I practice?"

"You human beings are through the Twelve Orthodox, while the Yin Ghost is to spend mana to construct the Twelve Canons, and the Twelve Canons are completely constructed, and you have reached the realm of first-class masters. As she spoke, Xiao Qian had already finished eating the whole string of sugar gourds and began to rummage through the bookcase again.

Ning Caichen walked to the table and sat down, smiling and watching Xiao Qian happily eat snacks, and the room fell silent for a while.

"Why don't you speak?" Xiao Qian asked with a look back as she grabbed the fried rice cake with one hand and the candy man with the other.

"I just suddenly feel that it is already a kind of happiness to be able to look at your happy smile like this. Ning Caichen smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly.

Xiao Qian's heart trembled, don't look over, don't dare to look at his shining black eyes: "Rhetoric, I'm not the kind of ignorant lady who is raised in the deep boudoir, and I will be eroded by these sweet words." ”

Ning Caichen laughed: "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle." A sentence or two of sweet words may not have much effect, but a lifetime of sweet words can make steel soft around the fingers. ”

Talking about this topic, Xiao Qian was inexplicably a little upset: "Good scholar, don't say this again, okay?"

Ning Caichen smiled and nodded: "Don't just eat it, take out the "University Question" in the bookcase and read it to me." ”

Xiao Qian put the snack in her mouth, flipped out the "University Question", and said inarticulately: "Why do you want me to read it to you? You can't read it yourself!"

Ning Caichen pointed to the dim vegetable oil lamp, and found a bad reason for his behavior: "Destroy your eyes." ”

Xiaoqian wanted to roll her eyes!

After all, he is still that kind of docile temperament, after eating snacks, Xiaoqian hugged the book "University Question", coughed, and read: "Dehong preface, Dehong said: "University Ask", the teacher's canon. When a scholar first arrives at the door, he must first teach with this intention, so that when people hear the words, they will get the knowledge of this heart, and it is not from the rules of the people and things, and the work of knowledge is nothing more than cultivating Qi and ruling the peace......"

This kind of half-white style, Dehong's preface Ning Caichen can barely understand and understand, but when it comes to the question and answer style of the main text, he is a little confused. In short, it sounds a little sleepy, just like learning classical Chinese when I was in school.

"That Xiaoqian, you wait a minute. In desperation, Ning Caichen had no choice but to wave his hand to stop.

"What's wrong?" asked Xiao Qian, confused.

Ning Caichen laughed dryly: "That, can you change the Q&A in the text to a vernacular narrative? I don't know the meaning of many words in it." ”

Xiao Qian laughed, muttered a sentence in a low voice, and replied: "Someone asked Mr. for advice that the book "University" was considered by Confucian scholars in the past to be about 'adults'. I don't take the liberty to ask you, why is the focus of adult learning on 'Mingde'?

Mr. Yang Ming replied that the so-called "adults" refer to the kind of people who see all things in heaven and earth as a whole. They see the people of the whole world as a family......"

In Xiao Qian's recitation as clear as a clear spring, the night gradually deepened, and Ning Caichen's impetuous mind brought from later generations gradually became quiet and serene, and the whole person calmed down, carefully understanding Wang Yangming's thoughts.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, the silence is vast, and the white moon is like a fairy holding a jade rabbit in her arms, looking far away, and you don't know who you miss;

The so-called red sleeves add fragrance and beautiful women accompany them to read, which has always been the fantasy of all poor scholars. They longed to have a confidant who knew the cold and the heat, knew the heart, the sweet and the bitter, the republican poetry and painting, and the harmony of the piano and the seren, to accompany them through this long night and relieve the loneliness in their hearts.

And this kind of dream scene that countless people dream of, tossing and turning, but can't get it, in this inn, a room, a table, a chair, and an oil lamp unfold gracefully!

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