The monk who is going to cross me is bent

Chi Wang just flipped through a few pages of "Rong Zhai's Essays" in the bookstore during the day, but he did not expect that this book, with the memories of the past, fell into his dream unexpectedly.

The dream was the old days, the thick set of "Rong Zhai Essays" was piled up beside his bed, and when he heard the movement not far away, he knew that Zhuang Yan had returned.

So he took the notes he had recorded and the book in his hand, and went to find Master Zhuang.

Xiaochi soon got Zhuang Yan's attention.

When it was time to light the lamp, Zhuang Yan had already changed into his regular clothes.He looked at Xiaochi's new clothes, which were exactly the Huanhua brocade he had ordered a few days ago, and his eyes lit up immediately: "The pine flower-colored clothes look very nice on you."

"I remember I still have a few tea-white yusi brocades in my treasury... Go tell Lao Liang and let him cut that one to make clothes for you. It must be good for you to wear."

Xiaochi hugged the book and thanked him, his smile was as shy and nervous as ever.

Zhuang Yan came back from the barracks earlier today than usual, but it was also when it was completely dark, so it could be seen that he had been busy all day.

Manager Liang saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Ever since a little book boy who looked like a goblin came to the courtyard, the days when the young master returned to the house were several days longer than last month.

Getting Zhuang Yan's blue eyes to look at him made many people in the courtyard envious.After a few days, Xiaochi understood from the comments of his servants that his special treatment was something that no one else here had ever received.

"Master...I have a question for you about this "Rong Zhai Essays."

Standing in front of Zhuang Yan, he carefully asked his own question.

He had already obtained Zhuang Yan's permission, and if there were any articles he didn't understand, he could directly ask the young master, but every time Xiaochi fulfilled this promise, he seemed very disturbed.

Zhuang Yan's return to the mansion never meant that he could rest. As soon as he came back, he had to intensively deal with complicated government affairs such as the transportation of soldiers and food, and the rule of the territory.To be able to spare time for Xiaochi to guide his homework, what he sacrificed was Zhuang Yan's personal rest time.

Zhuang Yan never said how busy he was, nor did he show any reluctance to guide.The young master himself is willing to be overqualified, and none of the servants in the courtyard dare to talk too much, but he treats this new Luo'er with more respect than before.

At this time, Xiaochi stood timidly in front of Zhuang Yan, holding a volume of "Rongzhai Essays", and asked in confusion: "I heard from my husband before that the books that Han people need to learn are not all the four books and five classics, military history strategies, etc. ... But, but the young master asked me to read it, why is there an article like "Flying, Poultry, Vegetables and Vegetables Have Different Colors"?"

"I've read this article several times. It seems...it seems to be just teaching people how to judge whether a pig or goose is from Jiangnan or Jiangbei based on the shape and color of pigs and geese. But what's the point of reading such an article? use it?"

He has been secretly observing Zhuang Yan's expression, it seems that as long as Zhuang Yan shows a little impatience, he will immediately disappear in place.

Every time he sees Xiaochi like this, Zhuang Yan will be more gentle and patient than before, moistening things and silently dispelling his anxiety during the conversation.

"The content of this set of books covers a wide range. The volume you have read is actually a relatively elementary reading in Hanshu. After you finish reading "Rong Zhai Essays", with the characters you have mastered, you can read more specific ones. A better book."

"But don't underestimate this set of "Rong Zhai Essays," Zhuang Yan explained gently, "The articles in it cover crops, astronomy and geography, cultural relics, Buddhist scriptures, etc., involving all walks of life. Do you think you If you don’t work in this line of work, you will feel that these articles are useless to read, but in fact, the more knowledge you have, the more useful it will be when you don’t expect it.”

Zhuang Yan's soft voice made Xiaochi want to try how tolerant he is to himself.

So he looked up at Zhuang Yan, looking innocent but not arrogant: "Master, aren't you coaxing me? For example, after reading an article like "Flying, Animals, Vegetables and Vegetables Are Different Colors", Young Master won't... Pig, what's the use of that?"

Zhuang Yan laughed: "Why do you have so many fallacies in your little head? Hmm... It seems that I have to tell you something that happened in the past before I can convince you."

"Three years ago during the autumn harvest season, I went to Xibaili, Yuangang City, to personally inspect the harvest of the territory's military rations for that year. A local gentry invited me to a banquet to discuss the share of the year's rations. The dinner was very well done. It is rich, and there is a piece of white-cut pork in it, I thought it tasted good, and then I noticed that the color of the pig skin was a bit dark."

"I paid attention to it. After getting the gentry drunk at the banquet, I pretended to like this dish and begged him for pork. The gentry called his servants and sent me a batch of fresh pork that had just been slaughtered. Looking at the uncooked pig skin, it is indeed slightly darker than the pigs in Jiangbei."

As if knowing what he was going to say, Koike opened his eyes wide.

Zhuang Yan asked with a smile: "Do you still remember what you said in "Flying Poultry, Animals, Vegetables and Vegetables Are Different Colors"?"

Zhuang Yan explained: "I just thought of this article in "Rongzhai Essays" - 'From the south to the outside of the pass, the pigs are black and the sheep are white'. The fresh pigskin is a little darker, as if from the south I sent it here. I secretly investigated this gentry, followed the water transportation channel of his pork, and found out that he secretly colluded with the southern princes and leaked a lot of information about the people's livelihood in the western territory of our army."

The doubts in Xiaochi's eyes dissipated, showing a look of admiration: "The colors of poultry, vegetables and eggplants are different. From the south to the outside of the pass, the pigs are black and the sheep are white, and from the north to the west and east, the two are opposite... such a You can see so many things from the details...Young master is amazing."

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised: "Hey, have you memorized all this chapter? You remember it very well."

Xiaochi quickly and respectfully replied: "There are a few words I don't know, I read it several times, and then I wrote it down."

"To explain this to you, I want you to calm down and finish reading "Rong Zhai Essays" carefully." Zhuang Yan patted his head, "After you have read all the words, you can read other books Now, I will give you a book that is more difficult to arrange, so you have to read it carefully."

Koike agreed.

Zhuang Yan seemed to ask casually: "You said just now that you want to read the Four Books and Five Classics, military history strategy? Why, do you like to read this kind of books?"

Xiaochi was holding a piece of pine smoke ink, grinding it in the inkstone beside him, and at the same time lowered his head and replied: "I just heard my former husband say this, and I'm a little curious... After all, people like me can't use it even after reading it. That would be a waste of effort, it is better to read more miscellaneous stories, which are interesting and fun."

Zhuang Yan, who was really writing, suddenly stopped.

He looked at the slender but overly handsome young man in front of him, and took his hand holding the ink stick.

The moment his hands came into contact, Xiaochi's expression flashed with surprise, but he immediately lowered his head docilely to hide his reaction.

"Look at me." Zhuang Yan's tone was still gentle, but his other hand was stuck on Xiaochi's chin, turning his face to his direction, so that there was nowhere to hide all his expressions.

"Look into my eyes..." Zhuang Yan was still smiling, but something unspeakable changed on that handsome face.

When Xiaochi was forced to turn around and look at him, his heart skipped a beat.

"...Tell me again, you don't like to read military history strategies, books and government orders."

Koike's pupils contracted slightly, "I...I..."

The warm hand on the chin made him inevitable.

Zhuang Yan's expression was gentle, and there was a smile on his lips, but at that moment, his innate instinct for danger made him make a decisive judgment.

"I want to see it!" Xiaochi said with a little blush at the corners of his eyes, "Of course I want to see it!"

The strength on Zhuang Yan's hand was relaxed, the skin touched by his fingers was too soft, and the touch was comfortable and charming.

He said softly: "If you want to read, you just want to read. To be honest, what's the big deal? You are very thoughtful, but you don't need to use this sharpness on me. You only need to be sincere to me. No deception."

Xiaochi's whole body froze for a moment, his heart beat violently, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with tears: "No, that's not the case!"

"...I just want to read every book that the young master has read, every word that the young master has read!"

He stood helplessly in front of Zhuang Yan, trembling with shame: "If I haven't read the books that the young master has read, I will know nothing and know nothing. If the young master tells me about the allusions in the book in the future, I will I don't even know how to answer... I'm afraid that the young master will despise me for being stupid at that time, and don't want me to be by your side anymore!"

At that moment, Zhuang Yan's pupils shrank.

The peace and stability in his heart for many years was shaken at this moment.

He asked him to wear tea-white and pine-flower plain-colored clothes in order to suppress the young man's pretty, almost aggressive face. He thought that if he suppressed that gorgeous color with plain colors, he would appear dignified and steady, so he didn't It will cause others to slander his identity indiscriminately and imagine his appearance.

But at this moment, looking at the blushing eyes of the young boy in front of him, he finally understood that these efforts were useless.

He is so good-looking, just like a clam in the deep sea is forced to open, and the priceless clam pearls in the shell have revealed the crystal brilliance that can no longer be hidden.

The young man trembled violently, as if he had just realized what he said just now, his expression became very panicked, he took a step back in embarrassment, and turned to escape.

Without even thinking about it, Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand to keep him.

...he just grabbed Xiaochi's waist.

The warmth of the waist was passed back to his hands through a layer of Huanhua brocade he personally selected.

Zhuang Yan seemed to be scalded, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

Xiaochi's body shook, and he escaped as quickly as a rabbit.

He fled back to his own room, then looked at Zhuang Yan who was chasing him through the window, turned back and forth at his door, and walked back to his room after calming down, he could not help but sneer in his heart.

Zhuang Yan said that he should be sincere in every word and not cheat.

But he lied to him in the next moment, the fake is real, how can people tell the difference?

Chi Wan opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from his bed.

The voice of sand and gravel sounded: "Morning, Chi Wang, but it's not yet light outside, so why don't you go to sleep again?"

He shook his head and said nothing.

Sandstone's voice was softer: "I detected your mood swings just now, are you dreaming?"

Chi Wang took a long breath: "I just suddenly remembered... Who does his voice sound like?"

Shashi wondered: "Who looks like whom?"

He frowned deeply: "Like that basin."

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1. Zhuang Yan said that the color of pork is used (modified) in:

Song Hong Mai's "Rong Zhai's Four Strokes - Volume [-] - Different Colors of Eggplants in Birds, Animals and Vegetables"