The Red Mansions

Chapter 44 If there are poems and books hidden in the heart, the years have never defeated the beauty

Silent night, night and day.

As soon as the dawn broke, Jia Heng got up, put on loose clothes, first warmed up, then did some exercises to build strength, and then punched out a set of punches. After a long time, he felt a little sweat all over his body and felt extremely comfortable. .

In the east window room, Qingwen heard the movement, and got up with a rustle, while buttoning the brocade button on the front, she walked towards the threshold, leaning on the railing, watching the graceful young man in the courtyard, vigorously boxing , There is a sense of pleasing to the eye, and I can't help but be stunned.

After a long time, I saw the young man standing with his fists closed, walked to the edge of the well, poured a basin of water, and asked, "My lord, why did you wake up so early?"

Jia Heng took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled lightly and said: "The day's plan is in the morning, and I will be more and more busy in the future, but I can't let this punch go, you little girl, you might as well sleep a little longer."

He not only has to study and prepare for exams in the pavilion, which cannot be interrupted at all, but also has to take advantage of the day off to find Xie and then practice riding and shooting.

There is also a marriage with Qin Keqing that needs to go back and forth, and it will indeed be very busy in the near future.

Qingwen curled her lips, twisted the towel, and choked, "There's no reason why the maid is still lying down when the master gets up."

Obviously, for Qingwen, serving others has become a duty and a habit.

Of course, Xu was also a little worried about being underestimated by this young man.

Jia Heng said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it, but you can go to bed earlier at night."

He felt that this Qingwen, as she became more familiar with her, had shown some explosive temper, but if she really let her keep her low, it seemed that she was not Qingwen anymore.

"I'm not sleepy. At worst, I'll just go back and sleep." Qingwen said softly, handing over the towel, with curiosity in her almond eyes, she said, "Master, are you going to the Imperial College later?"

Jia Heng nodded, and said: "Well, I will be in prison for a while, leaving early and returning late. When I'm not here, you can catch up on sleep."

"Aren't you coming back for lunch?" Qingwen said in a clear voice.

Jia Heng paused, and said: "Yesterday, I estimated the distance. It will take an hour to go back and forth, and I will rest in prison at noon."

Originally, according to his original intention, he actually wanted to stay directly in the prison, but it was not appropriate to think about it, so he gave up in his heart.

When Qingwen heard this, she glanced at Jia Heng, but said nothing more.

At this time, Aunt Cai had already got up and went to cook.

Jia Heng washed up here, turned back to the room, changed his clothes, picked up the brush, and finished the manuscript for the second chapter.

"My lord was writing last night, what are you writing about?" Qingwen asked curiously after she washed up in the side room and entered the room through the curtain.

Jia Heng's residence is not like Rongguo Mansion after all, there are quite a few maidservants of the same age who can still talk, Qingwen is the innocent age of a little girl, no one speaks, and now she has nothing to talk to.

Jia Heng didn't raise his head, he wrote vigorously and said, "The story in this picture book."

Qingwen heard this and asked curiously, "What story?"

Jia Heng raised his eyes and glanced at the pretty face that came closer, his bright eyes were full of curiosity, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I can't explain clearly in a few words, there is a manuscript over there, you pick it up and read it."

Seeing that Qingwen didn't move for a while, Jia Heng said, "It's okay to see."

Qingwen said angrily: "Young master has come to deliberately make fun of me! These words recognize me, but I can't recognize them!"

She was sold here and there when she was a child. She was sold to Nanny Lai when she was ten years old. Later, she was sent to the old lady of Jia's mansion to learn the rules. How could she know how to read?
Jia Heng pondered for a while, and said: "Girl, it's better to know some characters. If you want to learn, I can teach you when I have time."

Qingwen pursed her lips when she heard the words, looked up at the young man, her eyes flickered, and she said softly, "My lord, don't waste your time studying."

In fact, it's a little unreal in my heart. She is a servant girl who still needs to read and write?
Jia Heng smiled and said: "You are still young, it's not too late to learn from scratch now, and it's not for the imperial examination. Reading can make sense, at least you don't want to be blind."

Xiangling studied poetry in the Grand View Garden, but Qingwen couldn't read?

If the color is good, but the mouth is like a knife, it is difficult to make people like it.

Besides, he is not a masochist, he can be choked by a girl like Baoyu.

Moreover, the more charming the color is, the more you should cherish it, but it is a pity that you can't even read a few words.

Even though, in the future, he will be sick and take Qingwen into his room, but one day, the youthful, charming and innocent little girl will turn into a middle-aged mistress. Aunt?
People do not have a hundred days of happiness, and flowers do not have a thousand days of redness.

There is no beginning, and there is no end.

Just as Baoyu said, some women are precious pearls before they get married, and after they get married, they will develop many bad problems somehow. It was fish eyes.

But Baoyu didn't ask why?what to do?
The so-called, if there are poems and books hidden in the heart, the years will never defeat the beauty.

Perhaps these women have never changed, but before the age of 20, they can be said to be youthful, beautiful and innocent before the age of [-], but what about after they get old and fade?If it's like a young girl, it's a little sad.

Therefore, it is really unacceptable for the three views to follow the five senses.

Fortunately, Qingwen's mind is not bad, from her harmless heart to her mouth like a knife, the heart of a lady, and the body of a maid, but no matter what, her nature is hard to change, but it is good to have a little understanding of the truth.

If the heart is broken, it is hopeless.

Qingwen's crystal-clear and jade-like face paused for a moment, and she shook her head to meet the gaze of the young man, feeling a little fearful in her heart, her original arrogant appearance weakened a little, and said: "My lord, I still can't do it, I... "

Jia Heng didn't say much, took out a piece of paper, scribbled two words, said: "This is your name, you can memorize it today, don't worry, I just want to find a way to relieve your boredom. "

As he spoke, he handed it to Qingwen who was stunned.

Turning around, he took another copy of "Thousand Characters" with a blue cover from the bookshelf, smiled, and said: "Recognize these characters slowly, and I will teach you, even if you can recognize three or five characters a day. After a few years, the merits will not be worth it... well, the accumulation of time will make a lot of money, and I can recognize thousands of characters."

The so-called embracing tree is born at the end of the millet, and the nine-story platform is born from the piled soil.

He didn't have any expectation for Qingwen to be able to recite poems and do the right thing in an instant. He started by reading and writing to relieve boredom.

The so-called flirtatious dexterity attracts people's resentment, since needlework girls are good, presumably they are dexterous and talented, so it shouldn't be too difficult.

In fact, for daily reading and writing, one or two thousand words is enough, and it takes two or three years to learn.

Qingwen stared at the paper with her name written on it in her hand, her eyes were sunk in the black and white words, she couldn't leave it for a long time, she suddenly raised her eyes, and saw the seriousness in the eyes of the young man opposite Qing Jun, the gaze under the sword eyebrows, It was even more warm, and felt a little awkward for a moment, her cherry lips moved, a warm current surged in her heart, and her nose gradually became sore.

Yesterday, I still felt the blurred outline of my father and brother, but now... it gradually became clear in my heart.

Looking at Qingwen who said "I can't fix it anymore", Jia Heng paused, and said in a gentle voice: "If I don't know how to make friends, I usually go home at Youshi and teach you how to read for half an hour a day. If you do some needlework, you can flip through this book, and you will always find some hobbies and interests in your life."

Qingwen gave a "hmm" and nodded vigorously.

While the two were talking, Aunt Cai had already called Jia Heng for dinner.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Let's go, let's have some breakfast together first."

Qingwen nodded, put the book on the small table, and followed.

(End of this chapter)