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It's human nature to love the new and dislike the old. A lucky man lives in his heart, leaving the old appearance behind and putting on a new one. Does anyone not like it?But no, Master Wang was busy this morning, either picking up people, checking luck, or cleaning up, and he never stopped.Master Wang is a real person, and the desks, chairs and cabinets that he has been talking about for several days can be counted.While talking about good appearance, good appearance, it is a new product that has not even had time to get dust on it, and at the same time paid money contentedly.He also greeted a few craftsmen who came to move things, and brought some tea and snacks.After the greeting was gone, I walked back and forth in the courtyard room for a few more times, feeling very happy, smiling all over my face, adding a few more wrinkles than usual.When Master Wang was exhausted, he called Qingping to sweep the floor and wipe the place that should be wiped. When he finished work, he looked around again, as if he was counting something. I went to ask the owner of the house.Fang Zhiyuan went into the house with Master Wang, and he didn't listen carefully to what kind of wood it was, what kind of wood it was, and why it was better than other places. He just walked around in the study. Circled, touched the new desk with his hand, ran to the high table by the window and pressed it, compared the height, looked at the new bookshelf from top to bottom, turned around and nodded, and said only one word: "Yeah." Master Wang has been with Fang Zhiyuan for a long time. He knows that he is not good at boasting. When he saw that he didn't say anything bad, he knew it was good. He picked up the account book and showed him the account. Fang Zhiyuan didn't feel that If there was anything wrong, Master Wang briefly talked with Fang Zhiyuan about the accounts of the past few days, and then he resigned.

In the afternoon, Fang Zhiyuan saw Guan Yuxuan and Guan Xiaoqiu sitting under the shade of a tree, as if they were chatting homely.This kind of scene has not been seen in the mansion for many years. Under the old Cangmo tree, the spots of light are scattered all over the ground. There is the fragrance of grass and trees in the breath, and there is a daughter whispering in the ear. I don’t know what family words are embroidered on the small fan, and shaking it is not enough. , I have to pinch the stamens casually, Yingyingyanyanhonghongcuicui is angry and happy, the daughter's house is frolicking, the catkins are soft and the waist is soft, the almond eyes are smiling, and the flowers are slim.In the early years when Yanxia Qingping first entered the mansion, she was only a child, and she often joked around, but after all, she was a child playing around. When she got older, Qingping became more bored, Yanxia was very sensible, and there were no other people in the house. The old woman chatted with her, and there was no reason to joke with Aunt Ling in the courtyard. The excitement before was gone. Now that the two masters and servants are here, it can be regarded as adding a bit of newness to the house.Seeing Wang Da peeling wood in the yard, Aunt Ling sitting on a small stool drying mushrooms, and Qingping doing needlework at the door of the west chamber, it was an ordinary afternoon of peaceful joy.

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Fang Zhiyuan walked to the tree, Guan Xiaoqiu saw him coming, she hurriedly stood up and said hello, Guan Yuzheng also wanted to stand up, but Fang Zhiyuan made a hand gesture and said, "Sit down, don't be polite to me. "Guan Yuzheng smiled inwardly, and felt that these words sounded strange, who is being polite to whom?Thinking about the events of the past few days, she felt that she had nothing to say to this person for a moment, so she looked away boredly.Guan Xiaoqiu stood aside, not a calm master, seeing the tense atmosphere, she asked, "How is Master Fang?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't know how to answer these words. He glanced at her. She was dressed in white and pink, which was strange. The master loved Tsing Yi, but the servant girl loved Hong. However, no matter how they looked at it, the two of them would not look the other way. The master mistakenly recognized her as a servant girl, and regarded the servant girl as her master. Fang Zhiyuan took a closer look at the small fan she was holding in her hand, "Near the green trees on the six-curved rail, the willows are light and the golden strands are stretched out."Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the sea swallows flew away through the curtain", it turned out to be "Butterfly Love Flower", no wonder she wanted to pinch the flowers, thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing, I feel that no one will know what I am laughing at here and now , There is a person who is happy to eat, and there is also the sadness of the loss of the guqin.Fang Zhiyuan looked around and said, "It's summer." Guan Xiaoqiu saw that he didn't answer her, but talked to herself instead, a little unhappy, Guan Yuzheng saw it, and tugged her sleeves to let her take care of herself The corner of her mouth, don't always look at someone who has annoyed her.

Guan Yukuo responded casually: "Yes, the weather is getting hotter." When he said that, he didn't look at Fang Zhiyuan, but looked at Wang Da who was playing with wood with great interest.After Fang Zhiyuan heard her talk, he also turned around and took a look at her. The hairpin was not tightly tied, and he was relaxed but dignified. Xi is no different from anyone else, just a spectator who has escaped the dust, thinking about it like this is very similar to her name.Guan Yuzhen noticed his gaze, and turned to look at him, Fang Zhiyuan really panicked again.As expected.Because of this, she sighed in her heart. Seeing him flustered earlier, she couldn't help thinking wildly, but now she really knows that this man is just not good at getting along with her daughter.Fang Zhiyuan shook his sleeves, and hurriedly searched for something to say: "All the things in the study were brought in this morning, and you can go there often in the future." Guan Yuzhen nodded.Seeing that she wasn't interested, Fang Zhiyuan didn't know how to go on with the words, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't know what to say.On the contrary, Guan Xiaoqiu was sensible, and said, "Ma'am, you have been sitting here for a long time, why don't you walk around and go to the study?" Guan Yuqiu glanced at Guan Xiaoqiu, knowing that she had good intentions, but even this kindness could not help him. After thinking about it for a long time, there was no response.Fang Zhiyuan was so embarrassed that he hurriedly said, "I'll take you to see it." Seeing that the man had said that, Guan Yuzheng nodded and went with him.Guan Xiaoqiu went to the room to pour some tea, then stood guard outside the door.

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The two walked around in the study room, and didn't say much. Fang Zhiyuan didn't know what to do for a while, and suddenly remembered Xue Yuanfu's sentence, "You are all scholars, so it's good to talk about poetry and songs." He praised him a lot, tore out the rice paper, put it on the high table newly bought for her, and brought a brand new set of study from the small cabinet, and said: "These pens and inks were written a few days ago. It’s here, but the table hasn’t arrived, so I haven’t shown it to you for a while, the last time I went to the Hanlin Academy, some old gentlemen gave me a few old students’ announcements, made of high-quality green sandalwood skin, as light as cicada’s wings and white snow.”

"Shaking like fine silk without hearing a sound."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled and praised: "Good catch, do you want to try?"

Guan Yufu accepted the appointment, walked to the table, poured water into the inkstone, picked up the ink ingot, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to study it carefully, and said unhurriedly: "It is possible to try, but since it is a test pen, where can I get it?" Can you use such a good Shengxuan?"

Fang Zhiyuan thought to himself that your ink is worn out, why do you still have the intention of rejecting me?Now that my paper has been wrapped, is there any reason to change it?It must be caused by literary addiction, and I am afraid that she can't control her hands even if the pen and ink are on the record. It’s worth giving you a try.”

Good paper, good ink, new table, how can there be no reason to be unhappy?It's just that the person in front of him is not enlightened, so he can't see it.Seeing his serious appearance, Guan Yuxuan couldn't help joking with him: "This little high table sir gave me a birth announcement, isn't he testing me?"

Fang Zhiyuan really didn't understand the humor, so he answered truthfully: "Don't dare, if you think the desk is small, you can write on my big desk."

"Since you know that I like to write standing up, why would you use your big desk?"

"This……"

Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Guan Yuxuan couldn't put it on any longer, so he smiled and said, "I'm just joking with you, among other things, I still have the skills to write small characters quickly, but If you are not familiar with Xuan slow writing, it’s all correct.”

Fang Zhiyuan was afraid that he had just annoyed her, now that she said it was a joke, he let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately forgot those words before, and said: "Quickly test people's kung fu, why not slow, I'm not good at it. Writing slowly is only for a calm-minded person like you.”

Hearing that he was praising himself, Guan Yufu panicked and lost his composure when talking and joking. The sentence "Your Excellency is too modest" was too submissive, and he hurriedly asked: "Look what I want to write ?” Presumably this lady who pretended to go through the door also had a heart of three obediences at this time, and she was willing to be a vassal.

"Since you are trying to write, it's up to you to decide." Fang Zhiyuan answered simply because he couldn't come up with an idea.It's not that she doesn't like others to ask her what she thinks, but she thinks it's up to her to decide what to write, so why should she ask herself.This Fang Zhiyuan's mind is easy to understand or unpredictable, Miss Guan's decision-making skills are quite tricky, now that she has lost a bit, she doesn't know how to comment.Besides, Fang Zhiyuan handed it over to Guan Yuxuan to make his own decision, and he also had some anticipation, didn't he hear her answering it very fast just now, but just wanted to try its clarity and see if she could write it from her heart. Nothing happened.

Guan Yuxuan thought that he could just write, but after hearing what he said, he thought that there was no need to be lazy. This writing is like a competition, so don't lose here.It's not a big deal for me to lose, but it's not good for the Guan family's reputation if I lose.So I thought about it for a while, and wrote "Chu's envoy was falsely envoy to Qi", and put down the pen after writing.

Fang Zhiyuan bent over to look at it, feeling very excited, said: "It's just a vain gift. Good!" Then he said to her, "You also like to give a gift?"

"I like it more than poetry."

"What about comparing words?"

"Poetry is better than words."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed loudly and said, "Okay, I'm also good at poetry but not good at lyrics. The reason is that I'm not good at writing. There are more good poems than poems. Who's work do you like the most?"

Guan Yukuo replied, "Wang Bo."

"Oh? A genius, Wang Boxing's writing is clear and fluent, young and mature, but it's a pity that sometimes he is too eager to seek officials, so he can't help being vulgar."

"Joining an official with literature has existed since ancient times. It is nothing more than praise and praise, and it is nothing more than to vote for one's preferences. Although the name is Haoran, it is not a gift to Prime Minister Zhang. It is just a way. How can it be vulgar or not? Who do you like?" The daughter's mind is hard to fathom, just now she was thinking of following your husband's wishes, but now because of a few words from other talented people, she is afraid of losing, and she loses her heart for another good.

Fang Zhiyuan did not back down either, and said: "The Fu can be recited but not sung, its parallelism is extravagant, and its rhetoric is gorgeous. Rather than saying it is close to poetry, it is better to inherit the school of Chu Ci. It is not less popular than it is, but it is more literati. Teeth." After saying that, he looked at Guan Yukuo and said, "That man doesn't often write Fu, but one is enough." This side is also unrelenting, but in a sentence, it's just a number, so I put what I like After being lifted up, he paused for a while to attract the person he likes.

Since it was time to test himself again, Guan Yuzhen had no reason not to answer, and replied, "Su Zi."

Fang Zhiyuan was overjoyed, and said: "Exactly. A piece of Chibi Fu, beautiful and refined, outstanding, I read it often, often read it again and again." After speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, as if he was thinking about the words and sentences in it, and then opened his eyes , asked: "Maybe I have a test strip?"

"My lord and my paper, why bother to ask me, I don't know what my lord wants to write?"

"I've told you that since you wrote the beginning of a fu, I can only compare it with Chuci." After that, he wrote "Di Gaoyang's Miao Yi Xi", and asked, "Accept?" Guan Yukuo accepted it. With a pen, he wrote "The emperor's examination is called Boyong", and said with a smile: "Your Excellency also came to test me on "Li Sao", it is really caring."

"Sima Xiangru, the No.1 Fu of the Han Dynasty, I naturally want to match it with Qu Zi's "Li Sao". Can you accept other styles?"

Guan Yukuo smiled and replied: "As soon as the Ci of Chu came out, I don't know what can be compared with Yukuo, but it can be compared to someone of a similar age, and you can also get some relatives. It's not a big miss." After that, wrote "Peach Zhi Yaoyao".Fang Zhiyuan said: "Okay, the Book of Songs is incomparable, but the time selection is excellent. Which one do you like the most, but Taoyao?"

"I also wrote Zixu Fu just now, why didn't your lord just say that Zixu is the best among my Fu?"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head, expressing his thoughts directly: "Zixu is too famous, Taoyao is not, and there are too many poems in the Book of Songs. Since you chose Taoyao alone, I think you like it."

"I like Qi Ao the most in the Book of Songs. The reason why I wrote Tao Yao is because I am good at writing peach characters."

"Good reason. Guess which one I like best?"

"Caiwei?"

"no."

"Decline?"

"no."

"Jianjia?"

"no."

"Drumming?"

"no."

"Zijin?"

"no."

"Yu Po doesn't know."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed loudly and said, "I guess you wouldn't have guessed that it's "Shuoshu". When I was in Shenzhou in the early years, I had a problem with rats. Every time I read Shuoshu, I feel the same way. Eat my millet! A three-year-old girl, I would never care... There is also "Xiangshu", Xiangshu has skin, but people have no manners; To the extreme, it is really cute to carve and decorate. Once the Book of Songs is published, I am afraid that it will go to hundreds of schools of thought and the Classic of Mountains and Seas." When he said that, he waved his sleeves and said, "Forget about the book, you are born In the famous family, you must have made great achievements in piano, chess and painting, right?" As he said, he led Guan Yukuo to sit down.

Guan Yuzhen took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "When I was young, I often practiced the piano, but I didn't like it very much. After I went to Fuzhou, it was abandoned. I can draw a little or two, but I can't do anything. As for chess, I only know superficially. , the four things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, only the book still persists, my lord is really flattering me."

Fang Zhiyuan was puzzled: "Why do you only know the superficial level of chess? Have you never learned it?"

"It's a long story. When I was young, my father specially invited a chess teacher to play chess with me, but I could only play one game a day." Guan Yuzhen poured tea, straightened his temples, and talked to him, but He didn't dare to look at him, but brought back the past.

"Why?"

"Father said to stop his desires and pay less attention to winning or losing. I was young at that time and I didn't have a good temperament. At the beginning of learning chess, it was inevitable that I was eager to win and wanted to play a few more games."

Fang Zhiyuan seemed quite interested in this matter, and said, "It was the same when I was a beginner, so what happened afterward?"

Guan Yuzheng shook his head, recalled the past, couldn't help smiling, and replied: "Later, the addiction to chess became difficult, so Xiaoqiu and I disguised ourselves, ran over the courtyard of our house, and ran to the street to play chess with others."

Fang Zhiyuan was startled and said, "□□?"

Guan Yufu nodded, and replied, "Yes, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by adults."

"I'm not joking at you. I used to climb trees when I was young, but you are the daughter of the Guan family, and you actually disguised yourself with the maid. It's a bit unbelievable. You said you went to the street to play chess, but in the market place?"

"Exactly."

Fang Zhiyuan was really surprised, he never thought that Qiong Xiuyu had such a temperament when she was young, so he said to her: "Looking at you now, it's really hard to guess that you would do such an outrageous thing back then, what happened later? "

"Later, my family saw it, and my father dragged me home. I knelt for hours, copied a lot of books, and the master who taught me resigned. I never played chess again."

"Although you have done a bit out of line, it would be too unreasonable not to teach you how to play chess like this."

Guan Yukuo replied: "Father said that women should be safe and keep their points. It is inappropriate to be so competitive. There are ups and downs between victory and defeat. It is difficult to find stability. It is better not to learn."

Fang Zhiyuan was puzzled, felt that there was something wrong with the cause and effect relationship, and was afraid that he didn't understand it and didn't prove it, so he asked for proof: "Master Guan is wrong here, if I punish you, it must be because If you punish you for disobeying the rules I set, what does it have to do with being competitive? Why should a daughter be safe and keep her points, and what's wrong with being determined to win?"

"Father said that my daughter will marry her husband in the future, and she will help her husband and teach her children. It's useless to be strong, but it will lead to bad things."

Guan Yuxuan thought this was a common thing, but he didn't want to attract Fang Zhiyuan's slap, and said, "What the hell is your father trying to torture you so much? You should do what you should. If you want to win, go and win. How can there be any way to force yourself to feel at ease? Mind is born, and you can tell how old you are. Let me ask you, are you really letting go? Well, since you like it, I will teach you how to play chess tomorrow."

Guan Yukuo replied: "No need, I have long since lost the desire to play chess."

"What?" Fang Zhiyuan was originally a calm person, but now he was so angry and hated for some reason that he couldn't say a word.Along the way, she kept all the bitterness and suffering in her heart. It was the strength that allowed her to move forward, and it was also the only way for her to gain a foothold in Nanliang as a woman.Now that the daughter of the Guan family said something like that, it seemed to negate all of that, and she said it like a woman should be like that. Now that I give her a chance to change, she still doesn't appreciate it?What is the reason?

Fang Zhiyuan was still in a fit of anger, it would have been over for a while, anyway, Guan Yuzheng was just a passer-by under the same roof, there was no need to talk to her about this, it seemed like he was nosy.Unexpectedly, Miss Guan is also a stubborn person. The sweetheart is the sweetheart, the truth is the truth, and the boundaries are clearly drawn. What's more, now that she has doubts in her heart, it is just time to find out the depth of the person, so she went on to say: "Cultivation of the body is a lifelong plan. Just being able to do this is enough. Now I don’t know what I’m going to fight for, at least it’s not a victory or defeat. The more you don’t get what you want, the more ups and downs it will be, but people have their own mirrors in their hearts. Knowing why, knowing it, but still asking for it, and asking for it but not getting it, is nothing but vexation. What the mind thinks is also an external object, and chess is like this for me.”

"You..." Fang Zhiyuan didn't know what to say, probably because he had nothing to say, and he was at a loss for a while, only to hear Guan Xiaoqiu's message from outside the door: "Ma'am, the shop that made clothes last time seemed to suddenly I'm out of stuff, so I'd like to invite you to take another look."

Guan Yuxuan glanced at Fang Zhiyuan, heard him say "you go", and left with Xiaoqiu.Guan Yuqiu glanced at Guan Xiaoqiu and smiled wryly. Guan Xiaoqiu knew in her heart that as soon as the two of them left the yard, Guan Xiaoqiu grabbed her hand and said anxiously, "I said Ma'am, why do you bother him?" ?”

Guan Yukuo shook his head and smiled wryly, "I don't know either."

"I can't stop dripping blood and tears of lovesickness, throwing red beans, can't finish blooming spring willows and spring flowers all over the painting building, can't sleep well after the screen window, after rain and dusk, can't forget the new and old worries, can't swallow the jade grains and golden water shield, choke my throat, can't see the water chestnut in the mirror Described as thin.The brows that can't be opened are even more leaky if you don't know.ah!Just like the green hills that can't be hidden, the green water that flows continuously. 』

The author has something to say:

What Guan Yufu doesn't know is that she has said it herself (probably in the first few chapters: it is simply because she is worried about that person, restless and full of thoughts, she can't control her temper for a while, and forgets the saints of the past It’s no wonder she’s not at ease. Today, she turns a blind eye and closes her eyes as if it’s a small matter. If she really said something like that, wouldn’t it be a big deal? Guan Yuzhen really hopes that it’s mediocrity that disturbs that person. , that person is nothing more than annoyed himself, anyway, he is not far from today.

Therefore, a person who is like a bright mirror can deceive others and himself.

The last paragraph was written by Cao Gong, which is beyond my reach.

Revised on December 20150102, [-]