Fuzhou gossip gl

In the middle of the night, Guan Xiaoqiu was already sound asleep by the time Guan Yuzheng took care of herself.Bumping and tossing all the way, I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and I almost forgot what it's like to have a warm bed and a warm pillow.Peace is hard to come by, but it is difficult to fall asleep. It seems that I am used to being frightened, and I recognize that heaven is made by earth and bed is made by earth.Guan Yuxuan sat on the edge of the bed, seeing Xiaoqiu sleeping soundly, with a cute little mouth, talking a lot, he really envied that blessing.

At the beginning of the cold autumn, it is cold, the rain is passing, and the petals are falling, it is no longer the time for flowering.However, the lingering fragrance is still strong, and all of it melts into the night, and the insects in the mountains come through the curtain together, shaking the sparse forest, like scattered snow, its shadow is extremely clear.Guan Yuxuan moved the lamp to the window, and looked up to see a round of moonlight.She has never been ten miles away from home, never thought that she would go home thousands of miles one day, and never lost her homesickness.Because she thought of "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" taught by her father when she was a child, she thought of what it means to bow her head and think of her hometown, and thought of the four walls of the prison. Will there be frost in winter?

She leaned against the window and sighed softly, "I must not be able to sleep tonight", so she put on her coat and walked into the courtyard.

There is moonlight in the courtyard like washing, maybe it can also wash away the mortal dust in my heart.

Guan Yukuo was walking along a path paved with small gravel, and saw a figure he knew very well under the moonlight.She was about to step forward, but the man turned around and came, accompanied by the brilliance of the moon.

After the rain, there are clear stars for thousands of miles. On a moonlit night, he bowed. Fang Zhiyuan said politely: "It's late at night, why doesn't Miss Guan Xue go to bed earlier?"

Guan Yukuo bowed to him, and when he fell into the shadow of the tree, he unconsciously closed his coat lightly, stroked the pistil that had left the petals with his free hand, and dipped his hand in the cold water.

As soon as the two of them saw each other, they were in the same situation as they were here, but when they came out of the small shop in the mountain, they looked like paintings.

Fang Zhiyuan glanced at the small building, and asked, "How is Miss Guan Mei?"

"Sister, she has already fallen asleep."

"It's the same when I think about it. If Miss Guan Xue doesn't dislike it, can you walk around in the garden with Fang, so as to eliminate the worry of sleeplessness?"

Guan Yukuo responded with a low eyebrow: "If you don't dislike Guan Xue's stupidity, Guan Xue is willing to accompany you."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled slightly, and said: "Why is Miss Guan Xue being so stupid? I saw that the girl speaks and behaves very dignifiedly. I'm afraid she is also a literate person. I don't know what Miss Guan Xue was doing in the Guan family? Or Does it mean that the people in Guanfu are all like girls?"

Seeing that he wanted to flatter him, Guan Yufu just took it as a joke and replied, "My lord, you are joking. Guan Xue can't afford any important position, but she is laying paper, grinding ink, and washing inkstone for the master in the study. It’s just stained with ink and ink.”

There is a saying that in the literati's study room, the paper, inkstone and brush are fragrant; they often walk in the ink, soaking the clothes with gentleness.There is an inseparable friendship between literati and literati. If they are interested in each other, then the literati will talk lightly about each other, and it will all be fabricated rumors based on selfish peeps.Leaving aside what kind of scholar Guan is, the two of Guan and Fang have similarities in their backgrounds.Guan Qingyuan was the No. [-] scholar in the former dynasty. He wrote an article from time to time, discussing how the three roads of the Shang Dynasty extend in all directions.It's a pity that there is Qingtian Road, but no one walks it. Up to now, it is all blocked.The original several major ports were locked up by Japanese pirates and pirates, but only Fuzhou remained, which is also a complicated place.And this Fang Zhiyuan is the number one scholar of the dynasty, his ambition is no different from that of the Guan family master.With equal political opinions, Fang Zhiyuan had long intended to pay a visit, seeking to find an old friend.Later, because he heard that Master Guan had seldom cared about people or things in the court since he left for his idle job, he lost his thoughts and had no intention of disturbing people's peace.Now when I heard that Guan Xueyuan was grinding ink for that person, I was very envious, so I was straightforward and understood my intentions: "This grinding ink, this grinding ink, it is really a good job, it is really a good job."

Seeing his idiot look, Guan Yukui thought it was funny but also puzzled, so he asked, "How can the matter of grinding ink look like the beautiful job that Mr. Fang said?"

Fang Zhiyuan replied: "Miss, I don't know something. Master Guan's articles are like clouds and water, and he looks down on the people of the world with his integrity. I have the honor to read one or two fragments. I am very moved, but I am sorry that I can't read the whole article. I admire it in my heart. Respectful, just to see and chat. If the girl is someone who grinds ink for Master Guan, I’m afraid she has seen many articles, how can Fang not be envious?"

"Mr. Fang is making fun of me again. I just think it is for the master. I don't know much about this article. I am afraid that I have let down this good job. The master has written many articles in his life. I don't know which one you like the most. , but the master’s entrance essay?” Knowing that this essay was the most prestigious, Guan Yuzheng asked, not daring to mention the biased ones.

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head when he heard this, and replied with a wave of his sleeves: "Who doesn't know about that Shiwen, which was the most famous for a while? What I am happy about is a little poem that Master Guan wrote with his wife and daughter when his little daughter was born."

Guan Yuzheng stopped, because he had lost the capacity to take care of other people's thoughts: the past events are vivid in his mind, from learning language as a child to teaching and writing, explaining the principles of the world, explaining the world's affairs, and commenting on books and ancient times in the early days , Composing poems against the scenery, coming late to face the wind and the moon, playing chess and libretto, it was so gratifying in the past, but so sad now.Thinking about the old man in prison, when he was near the village of Zhang, he was accompanied by withered grass and used the cool ground as his bed. But far away in a foreign country, I don't know it at all.

Seeing her stop, Fang Zhiyuan followed her.Guan Yukuo caught a glimpse of the shadows on the side and stopped, and then he came back to his senses and said, "My master's poem is certainly good. My wife once had a son named Guan Yuan, but unfortunately he died of illness at the age of three. The couple was extremely sad, and for several years, they had not been able to have any more children. Later, they were lucky enough to have a daughter. Master Guan had mixed feelings, so he wrote the little poem. wife, and finally to the newborn little girl.”

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help feeling ashamed, regretting that he should have brought up this matter, but said: "I am stupid, why did I bring up the girl's sadness."

Guan Yuxuan shook his head and said: "It's always inevitable, it's good if you figure it out. Guan Xue's ten years in the Guan Mansion was just a dream in the past. It's a common thing to wake up after a dream. Master Fang doesn't have to worry about it." Now, I can't reach it, and I can't repay my kindness. I only hope that the master in prison can suffer less."

"If Ms. Guan can think about it, that's good. Things in this world are impermanent, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. Now that the Guan family is in such a situation, Mrs. Guan and Ms. Guan in this poem may also be displaced."

Guan Yuzheng answered truthfully, with simple words, afraid of showing emotion, which would make Mr. Fang repent: "This Mrs. Guan died of illness before the Guan family was raided, and that Miss Guan probably didn't know what was sent to her." place."

Fang Zhiyuan said angrily: "The root cause is nothing more than the result of the power struggle between the court and China. Master Guan has never had any disputes, and I don't know which one he offended."

Guan Yufu half-closed his eyes, his thoughts drifted out, the result of the power struggle... Father has already moved away, why should he be forced to do so?

"Guan Xue doesn't understand court affairs, she only thinks that the master is wronged."

"You are right when you say you were wronged. This case was originally an unjust case, but because of someone behind the scenes, it went smoothly. Mr. Guan is upright. In a few years, someone will reverse the case and return the Guan family's innocence. On that day, Miss Guan Xue can also be exempted from corvee. I know that the Guan family has been wronged, and I want to return the girl's freedom that day, and I also have this reason in mind. It's just short-sighted, not as far-reaching as Miss Guan. I have offended you, please forgive me, girl."

"Mr. Fang's great kindness, Guan Xue has nothing to repay, so don't come to offend me."

"This world is full of people with their own selfish desires. When a catastrophe comes, they go their separate ways. It's really rare to see such a loving and righteous person as the girl. Now Fang Mou is helping the two girls, and it's just a way of cherishing others. The girls are always polite to me. I It can only be regarded as the girl deliberately alienating me."

"Guan Xuehe, how can he be capable? How can he bear the words of the young master? There is no place in this world where people have nothing to do with themselves. They only care about their own affairs and don't care about the life or death of others. It is really hard to see such a generous and helpful person like the young master." Guan Xue thanks again and again, just because Guan Xue has nothing now, she can only thank each other. Thinking about the people who were officials in the same dynasty, there was a party who framed and blamed; Lier. However, although the young master and my sister met once, they believed what they said. They never sought or asked for it back. , I’m afraid I’m really ashamed.”

Seeing her sincerity, Fang Zhiyuan stopped mentioning this matter and changed his words, "Young lady is too serious, I just try my best. Miss Guan is going to Fuzhou, I don't know how much she knows about Fuzhou ?”

Guan Yufu told the truth: "I only know that Fuzhou is remote, but I don't know the rest."

Fang Zhiyuan then told her about the events in Fuzhou, the cause and effect, and Guan Yuzheng became more and more serious when he heard it, and asked: "From what you said, it seems that my sister and I are doomed in Fuzhou?"

Fang Zhiyuan replied: "There are a lot of errands in this corvee. There are beautiful errands and hard errands. The girl is literate. If she can get a job in the trading office, it will be good. If it's another..."

Seeing that it was hard for him to find the word, Guan Yufu understood it in his heart, so he interrupted: "I don't know what kind of errand is it in the trading office?"

"It's the paperwork for registering the cargo of ships coming and going, but it's inevitable that you have to deal with merchants. Each merchant in each country has its own rules, and the boundaries are delineated, and no step can be crossed. It is also difficult to encounter those who make things difficult."

"Thank you, Young Master, for showing the way. I will remember what Young Master said today."

"It's not a clear path either. I hope Miss Guan will take care of me when I leave tomorrow."

Afterwards, the two chatted some more gossips and felt sleepy, so they went back downstairs.

Fang Zhiyuan asked her to stay, and then returned to the room, took a medicine bottle and handed it to Guan Yuzheng, saying: "This ointment is for Miss Guan Mei. She is still young, and she twisted her foot again, so it can be cured. If It will be fine if the root of the disease is left.”

Guan Yuyu nodded his thanks, and replied, "Guan Xue is here to thank Mr. Fang on behalf of my younger sister."

"No need to thank you. It's late at night, so please go to bed earlier, girl."

The author has something to say:

Alas, I myself love the rivalry between these two.