Peerless luthier

Zhong Yi came out of the examination room with cold hands and feet.

Fu Sanyi looked at him worriedly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just an exam, let's take the exam again next time."

Zhong Yi shook his head.

Yin Zizhong said: "Let's go eat."

Same as last year, it is still Yutai Restaurant, and the boss knows them well, and he added a braised octopus dish for them for free.

Zhong Yi saw it, and murmured: "If the flower field is here, its eyes must shine."

Yin Zizhong, who served them food, heard it, and said calmly, "Then you bring it here."

Zhong Yi was slightly stunned, remembering the lie she had told, and shook her head with a wry smile.

Fu Sanyi took the job bowl handed over by Yin Zizhong, and looked at Zhong Yi strangely.

"Hey, young master, did you pass the exam?" Fu Sanyi couldn't understand Zhong Yi's sullen look: "If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to say it than to hold it back. The three of us still see it?"

Zhong Yi raised his head, Fu Sanyi frowned slightly and looked at himself, turning his head, Yin Zizhong didn't have any expression, but he still looked concerned.

Zhong Yi's heart warmed up, and she smiled slightly: "It's over."

Fu Sanyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted: "Xiao Er, serve the signature dish!"

Yin Zizhong shook his head helplessly, and asked, "Why do you look unhappy?"

Zhong Yi lowered her head, looked at her hand on her lap, slowly clenched her fist, raised her head, and said, "Because the examiner, to be precise, is the examiner's question."

Fu Sanyi sat down: "Oh? What subject?"

Zhong Yi said: "Play the pain of love."

Fu Sanyi: "...So, you think of sad things, so you are sad?"

Zhong Yi nodded slightly: "You can put it this way... But, talking about it now, I don't seem to feel very sad."

The two looked at Zhong Yi and smiled again, as if nothing happened.

"By the way, Sanyi, did you bring peach blossom wine? The kind from last year."

Fu Sanyi said: "I can't see that you are a drunkard." Fu Sanyi smiled and said in a low voice: "In my room, I ordered it with Lao Yin this afternoon, and I will bring it later. Let's get drunk tonight." Just rest."

Yin Zizhong said: "Then let me carry the two of you upstairs together?"

Fu Sanyi: "..."

Zhong Yi: "..."

Afterwards, both of them said: "Boss, you have worked hard!"

That night, the three of them went to the wine shop. The night wind was soft, the stars were shining, and there were not many people on the street. The three of them walked happily under the night sky.

"where to?"

"Over the peach grove, there are a lot of flowers blooming now."

"The young master is probably a nympho."

Still went to the grove to the east of Jinhe Garden, the lawn was soft, mixed with the fragrance of green grass and a touch of flowers, the three of them drank together.

The peach blossom wine was still mellow, and Zhong Yi narrowed his eyes comfortably as he savored the sweetness of the wine.

The next day, all three felt itchy all over.

Yin Zizhong frowned: "Mosquito?"

Fu Sanyi made a bitter face: "I got three big stings on my face."

Zhong Yi didn't make a sound, and the three walked towards Xiheju together.

Zhong Yi deliberately lagged behind, took a few steps, and scratched his buttocks, but at this time there were already people coming and going, so he withdrew his hand, with a painful expression on his face.

In the study, Master Shi sat in front of the ebony desk and glanced at Zhong Yi: "You passed, very good."

Shi Fuzi smiled slightly, getting used to his serious expression, Zhong Yi felt a little unaccustomed to it, more of embarrassment, after all, Shi Fuzi didn't praise many times.

Shi Fuzi took out a golden-yellow document from the drawer, on which was written the majestic word "palace luthier" in black Song typeface.

Zhong Yi took it with both hands, opened it, and glanced at it.

Master Shi said: "You are the only one who passed the exam in Jinheyuan this year."

Zhong Yi said: "Thank you for your daily teaching, Master."

Shi Fuzi shook his head: "Naturally, it depends on the individual. If you are talented but not diligent, you can't do it. If you are diligent but not talented, you can't." He said: "In that case, I will give you the same." Gift."

Zhong Yi was a little surprised: "A gift?"

Master Shi said: "Don't laugh at ordinary things."

Zhong Yi watched as Master Shi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

Stamped false note.

Zhong Yi raised her eyes and said, "Master, thank you, it's exactly what the students want."

Zhong Yi was in the academy, and asked for leave many times, and was told several times by the instructor of the academy.This time, it seems that Shi Fuzi went to get it in person.

The holiday is 20 days, deducting the number of round-trip days, you can take a ** day at home.

"Why are you packing up again?" Yin Zizhong was a little stunned.

Zhong Yi proudly raised the note in her hand: "Master gave it to me."

Yin Zizhong smiled: "Be careful on the road."

Zhong Yi hummed to tidy things up. Yin Zizhong looked at his busy back and thought: Zhong Yi, it's been a long time since you showed such a happy expression.

On the day I got home, the sky was fine and the hot people were sweating profusely.

Zhong Yi got off the carriage and looked at the familiar door.

A Rong was about to go out when she saw a figure standing in front of the door, saw her and smiled at her: "A Rong."

"Master!!" Ah Rong cried out.

Zhong Yi nodded, still with a happy smile on her face: "I will go home."

After a while, Yan Hui almost ran out, right under the flower arch.The mother and son hugged each other, Yan Hui choked up and said: "You child, you didn't even say a word to your mother when you came back."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Isn't this a big surprise for you?"

Yan Hui smiled, and stroked Zhong Yi's cheek: "Is it hard in the academy? It seems to be thinner again."

Zhong Yi said: "Mother, I want to tell you a good thing."

Yan Hui said: "What good thing?"

Zhong Yi cheerfully took out a cloth bag from her bosom.

Yan Hui pursed her lips and smiled: "You're still so mysterious."

A layer of cloth was opened, and what caught the eye was a golden certificate.

Yan Hui's eyes were moist, and said: "I knew that our Xiaoyi is promising, she is a good child, she is really up to date, mother is really happy."

Zhong Yi panicked: "Mother, mother, why are you crying?"

Yan Hui waved her hands, but tears flowed down her face: "No, I'm really happy, mother is really happy." Her eyes were shining, tears and smiles appeared on her face.

Zhong Yi supported Yan Huihui's courtyard. He found that he had grown up and could put his arms around his mother's shoulders, unlike when he was young, he always acted like a baby to be hugged by his mother, and took his mother's hand to buy small bags on the street. Sugar people eat.

Arriving in the room, Zhong Yi smelled the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Looking around, there was a row of medicine pots on the window sill, which were drying. The sun shone on the dark porcelain bottles, which was very dazzling.

Zhong Yi said: "Mother, is your illness better?"

Yan Hui smiled: "Of course it will be fine." She looked at the windowsill and said, "Just take out the medicine bottles and jars from that time to let them cool down, to get rid of bad luck, it's not good to be sick."

Zhong Yi asked, "Huh? Where's Daddy?"

Yan Hui's complexion changed slightly, and she smiled softly: "Your father is busy. After quitting his job in the academy, he went to work as a luthier in the palace."

After hearing this, Zhong Yi lowered her eyes and said, "Oh."

Yan Hui said: "By the way, you brought something back, do you want to tidy it up? Let's go and see the small attic."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "I didn't bring anything back, so I can tidy it up myself."

Yan Hui insisted: "No, last time you came back, I didn't help you tidy up. Mother wants to do something for you." Her eyes were moist, she held Zhong Yi's hand, her tone was a little low: "Xiao Yi When I grow up, my mother is a bit like a dream, it seems that not long ago, you were still a little one."

Zhong Yi said: "Mother, don't be sad, I will always be by Mother's side."

Yan Hui touched Zhong Yi's black hair, and said softly: "Mother knows."

Arriving at the small attic, it seems to have returned to the place of childhood memories.

Zhong Yi pushed open the door, and saw her desk was brightly lit, with flowers placed in the corner—bright pink.

Zhong Yi walked in, looked around, and smiled.

Yan Hui and A Rong took his bamboo mat and cool pillow out of the big cabinet, and urged Zhong Yi to take a bath.

"Young master, you need to change your clothes."

Zhong Yi obeyed obediently, went to the bathroom, and came out refreshed. Yan Hui sat by the bed and said softly, "Come on, Xiao Yi, try on the new clothes that mother made for you."

Zhong Yi was pleasantly surprised, and happily let Yan Hui gesticulate on her body.

Yan Hui smiled: "Unexpectedly, the size I thought was just right. Come on, put it on quickly."

The summer clothes are thin and silky, very close to the body and cool to wear. Yan Hui made four pieces, two in blue, one in white, and one in light blue.

Zhong Yi tried on them one by one, and Yan Hui helped him tidy them up. Ah Rong smiled and said, "Young master looks best in blue."

Yan Hui straightened his collar and looked at Zhong Yi with gentle eyes: "Xiao Yi has his father's temperament, and her appearance is a bit like my father's. She looks good in everything she wears, but she is a little thinner."

Zhong Yi hummed and said, "I want to eat and drink at home."

Yan Hui and A Rong laughed loudly.

Zhong Yi wore new clothes and lay comfortably on the bed. The window of Zhong Yi's room was opened, and the fragrance of grass and trees outside poured in. Smelling the familiar fragrance, Zhong Yi fell asleep comfortably.

At night, when he opened his eyes in a daze, it seemed that someone was sitting by the bed and looking at him.Zhong Yi's heart thumped, but her eyelids felt heavy and she fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that the house was lit with lights.Zhong Yi lazily leaned against the bed and stared blankly for a while.

After getting out of bed, he felt a wonderful sense of comfort in the familiar room.

He walked out of the house, and the cool evening breeze gently brushed his face, making him very comfortable.Almost humming a tune, he walked towards the dining room.

The dining room was brightly lit, and Zhong Yi stood by the door, watching Zhong Han and Yan Hui busy serving dishes, his eyes gradually became moist.

What people want is actually very simple, but sometimes, they cannot be satisfied.If you give half of what you want, you will already feel happy.

Zhong Yi smiled and looked at the busy family members, thinking of the people who were once in this picture.