After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

After Xue's mother left, Ye Muyang and others spoke even more recklessly.

"Er San Lang, we have nowhere to go without you, so why don't you give me the key to Xiao Lin Tang so that we can rest here in the future."

"Brother Ye is a true gentleman. This thatched cottage is just a few thatched houses. If you really want to come in, it won't be easy."

Ye Muyang said with some pride, "After all, this is your territory. You still have to ask the owner before entering."

"Very good, you are here to study. If you want to study, you can stay. If not, please go back."

Ye Muyang and the others wailed, "Can't we wait a day to talk about it? What if we can't study well the next day?"

“There is no second day in studying. You must know that there will be tomorrows and tomorrows, and there will be so many tomorrows…”

Ye Muyang said, "Anything else? I want to hear the rest. It turns out that studying is the best way to go."

The boys also knew that Yingge had just recovered from an injury and needed to rest, so they urged those who wanted to study to study, and those who wanted to have fun to go and have fun.

Yingge personally saw them out the door. As soon as the group left, Su Qingyu ran over panting.

"Yingge, I thought you wouldn't come until tomorrow. I went to the temple to burn incense with my mother."

"It's almost all packed up. Actually, it's okay if you don't come."

"How can that be possible? You still have to come. After all, it's your first big event."

While Xiao Taohong was boiling water, Liu Ziheng took a walk around. When he returned to the main hall, Yingge had already opened the book and had been reading for a while.

The thatched hut is simple, but it is clean and bright, and the interior is comfortable. It is away from the hustle and bustle of the street, and Qinghe College is not far away. There is a mountain on the side, and the surrounding environment is quiet... The most important thing is that there is no disturbance from classmates.

Su Qingyu took a look around and said, "It's really a good place to study."

As soon as the words fell, a delicate voice was heard saying, "Master Yingge, I'm here..."

Hey, they can find this place. It turns out that Hongxiu Tianxiang can be found anywhere. Yingge is amazing.

Yutang, dressed like a maid, walked in, lowered the curtain, and looked at the thatched cottage curiously.

The interior of the thatched hut was a bit shabby. The ground was uneven and was just covered with a layer of mats. There were a few desks on the desks, and a stack of books on them. Next to the books were a few brushes. The writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone were quite complete. A wolf-hair brush was placed on the inkstone, and there was a half-written piece of paper on the desk, which showed that the owner was writing before she came. This young lady was quite hardworking.

Su Qingyu held up a teapot and said, "Please enjoy."

Yutang said with a grin, "Thank you very much."

"Please take a seat." Yingge said

Yu Tang heard this and sat down on the futon beside him without hesitation, and took out a bundle he was carrying with him, "Masters, I have brought all the things."

"Please wait a little longer. There is still one person who hasn't come yet."

Yutang opened the bundle again with a smile and took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms from it. "Master Yingge, please try it." But he did not say what it was.

Yingge asked calmly, "What is it?" Although she asked, she didn't want to know what it was at all.

Yu Tang felt a little bored. Seeing that this didn't work for her, she put away her shyness and said, "I happened to meet a peach seller on the road. I ate one and it was delicious. I left two for you."

The peach naturally went into Su Qingyu's mouth, and the other one was in Xiao Taohong's hand.

Su Qingyu is still young, and this is the first time that someone can give her fruit in this way. I'm sure the peach must be especially sweet.

Yingge didn't refuse explicitly, but said that he had just written something and had ink on his hands so he wouldn't eat it. He opened the candy and gave one to Su Qingyu and Xiao Taohong respectively.

Xiao Taohong sat at the door, eating and looking at Yutang from time to time.

Although she didn't have any in-depth topics to talk about with a student she had only met a few times, Yu Tang was a person from the entertainment industry after all, so she quickly found a topic to talk about. She asked Yingge about her injury, praised her handwriting, and chatted with Su Qingyu and Xiao Taohong for a while. Time passed like this, and the unique agility and tactfulness of a woman were fully displayed in her.

After a while, a footstep approached. "I'm late, sorry."

Xiao Taohong was still blocking the door and hadn't moved away. Yutang stood up immediately when he heard the voice and looked at the person who came. This person was the one Yingge had been waiting for. He looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing a white old shirt, with delicate features and a comfortable look. He was holding an oil-paper bag in his hand.

Su Qingyu put down the peach she had taken a bite of, stood up and said, "Zhilin, you're here."

Yingge smiled and said, "It's not too late, not at all."

When Zhilin walked in, he saw Yutang nodding and smiling, which was considered a greeting.

Yutang also bent his knees slightly as a return of greeting.

"Today is the first day of school, this is a gift."

Yingge took the paper package without hesitation, opened it and asked, "What is it?"

The oil paper bag smelled fishy when it got closer. Yutang really couldn't understand it. Could it be that this oil paper bag was more beautiful than the handkerchief he had just used?

Zhilin took the initiative to step forward and help him untie the paper bag in his hand, smiling without saying a word.

"Haha, I know what it is. Pig's feet. Are you asking me to eat what I want to replenish what I want?"

Su Qingyu came forward and said, "Yingge is in urgent need of nourishment now."

Yutang smiled, even though she didn't know what she was smiling about.

Zhilin said, "What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Yingge did not answer. Su Qingyu reached out and took the paper bag and said, "Brother Yingge, I'll take this back. It's just right as a snack. Let our kitchen make it and send it to you as lunch." After saying that, she walked out.

People from big families are not stupid. He was avoiding the question. He was smart. Yingge said, "Thank you very much. You can just ask someone to deliver it. You don't have to make another trip."

Su Qingyu chuckled and pulled Xiao Taohong to talk to her about what areas of the cottage needed improvement. It was the first time that Yutang met a young but talkative boy, who was even more attentive than girls.

Su Qingyu left and Xiao Taohong waited outside. There were only three of them in the room and it was a little quiet. Yingge asked them to sit down and she sat down too. Then she introduced Zhilin and Yutang.

"This is Miss Yutang from Chunyi Tower. I asked her to come here today to discuss something."

Even though Zhilin had never been to Chunyi Tower, he knew about it. Although he was a little surprised that Yingge was interacting with the women in the brothel, he still nodded politely to Yutang.

Yingge also introduced Zhilin. Yutang silently repeated the name several times in his mind and roughly guessed who it was. "Zhilin!"

There are many people who sell themselves into slavery because their families can't make ends meet, but there are very few people in Mo City who are willing to become slaves just to study. Yu Tang not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but also took the initiative to move towards him. "I know you, I remember your father used to be a very good musician."

Zhilin's father used to be a zither player. Yingge didn't know this. She only knew that Zhilin's father died early, and he had been living with his widowed mother, a person without anyone to rely on.

Zhilin said, "Yes, my father can play the piano. He is a piano player."

Yingge said, "Zhilin, you can do it too?" Yingge thought of the first time she met Zhilin, he sang very well. She only saw him holding a flute, but it turned out that he could also play the piano. It seemed like it was a family tradition.

Zhilin said, "I can't say I know it, I just have a little understanding. I was very young when my father passed away."

Yingge smiled and said, "It's OK if you can do it."

"It's like this. Miss Yutang wants to sing one of my poems, so she came to ask me for advice. I have heard of other ways to sing this poem, but I don't understand the rhythm. Zhilin happens to be good at this, so I hope he can come and help sort it out. If it can be improved, it will be even better. This way, I can also see if Yutang has any experience."

Zhilin and Yutang looked at each other and understood.

"Thank you very much, Master Zhilin." Yutang stood up and bowed.

Zhilin smiled but said nothing. When he saw Yingge put pen to paper, he said, "Is this the Water Melody?" He picked up the poem and began to recite it.

Zhilin's voice was gentle and mellow, and the poetry sounded very pleasant when he recited it. He nodded after he finished reading.

"I, a person who has little knowledge of poetry, feel that this is well written. No wonder Master Zijing was amazed at the time... How do you want to sing it?"

After asking this question, Yingge's face turned slightly red. She looked at Yutang and said, "Yutang, why don't you sing what you know first."

Yu Tang replied, holding a fan in one hand and singing softly. Her voice was clear and tender. She sang three or four different beginnings in a row. She panted a little, patted her chest, took a few sips of tea, moistened her throat, and said, "These are what I know. I have learned little, so I don't know much."

Yingge praised, "It sounds very nice."

Zhilin also nodded and said yes, then looked at Yingge.

Then Yingge put down the pen she had just written and said, "Let me tell you the origin of this poem." Then she told the story of Su Shi's "Water Melody".

She has looked up and investigated whether there are Li Bai and Su Shi in this world. She doesn't have to worry about her secret being discovered by others. She just thinks that he is a strange person her deceased father met before, and she just made some slight changes to him. As his father has already passed away, it is impossible to tell whether it is true or false.

Yutang and Zhilin were lost in emotion when they heard Zhizuo's death.

"It's a pity that such a great scholar has ended up like this," said Yu Tang.

Yingge said, "It must be a pity to remain unknown. It depends on what he has gained. Outsiders' evaluation may not be what he thinks."

"A gentleman is one who is honest and upright, and who is not easily shocked by praise or criticism."

"This great man's deeds, coupled with Master Yingge's lyrics, will surely be famous all over the world. Now that I know the origin, I will definitely be more dedicated."

Yutang thought, now that I’ve said this, it’s time for you to sing.

Unexpectedly, Yingge washed the brush she had just used and said, "You know the origin of this poem, and you also know the usual tunes here. Go back and experience it first. When everything is ready, I will ask you to come again."

Eh, is this considered seeing me off? Can't I just sing it out loud? And there's no time to waste. This is really frustrating... But there's no point in being anxious. I can only kneel down and say goodbye.

"Then I'll have to trouble Master Yingge and Master Zhilin." After saying that, he put on the curtain and left.

"The pen has been washed well. If you wash it again, it will break."

Yingge looked at the pen she had washed herself, smiled and said nothing.

"You sing that kind of thing, sing it out loud so I can hear it."

Yingge spun the pen in her hand and said, "I don't sing well."

Zhilin paused, glanced at her from the side and said, "I see, so that's it... so you're shy."

Yingge said, "What's the big deal? Men can't be shy. What's so funny..." Hearing her say this, Zhilin laughed even louder.