There is a home in the depths of the white clouds

Everyone in the whole family knew that the book boy next to the young master was a loyal servant who depended on him for life and death, and the young master was not stingy with him, he was the one who got the most monthly money, the most rewards, and he was the one with the biggest red envelopes.

So he didn't stop him, just let it go, and a servant went out to buy something, there was no need to make a fuss and the whole family knew about it, so Xiaoxiao took Dashan and walked out the door like that.

After delivering the letter, he got a reward of [-] copper coins. On the way back, Xiao Xiao bought four packages of dried fruit with the reward and the pocket money that the young master gave him. "This is for big brother, no

Eat something when you have something to do.

Menzi got a bag of dried fruit for nothing, and was even happier: "Thanks, Xiaoxiao."

Wu Youwei was sitting on a chair in the yard looking at the apricot blossoms when Xiaoxiao came back.

"Master, I bought you candied orange cakes, candied kumquats and dried dates." Xiao Xiao raised the three packets in his hand: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat!" Wu Youwei said immediately, "Boil a pot of good tea!"

"Hey!" Jasmine responded crisply, and asked again: "Is it black tea or green tea? Scented tea?"

"Green tea, if you eat dried fruit, especially sweet ones, you have to pair it with green tea." Wu Youwei sat on the chair and put away the books: "Let's also "steal the floating life for half a day".

It happened to be afternoon time, afternoon tea.

There were not many people in the small yard, and even fewer women. Wu Youwei divided the things Xiaoxiao brought back into two plates, one for the men and one for the girls.

The result was very fast, Dahai returned with a plate: "The little ones are all old men, and they are not used to eating this food. Next time, if the little master wants to reward you, he will reward you with some big fat slices, jerky, etc. Bar!"

Wu Youwei laughed loudly after hearing this: "Okay, I will reward you with jerky next time! It is anti-hunger and chewy."

The little boy took the plate back, and the two of them couldn't eat so much dried fruit, so they gave it to the girls. Sure enough, the girls liked it very much, even the servants liked it.

Wu Youwei ate a few. As expected of ancient times, it was really a candied fruit made of pure honey, and it was really delicious.

After the snacks, I didn't want to move for a while, so the master and servant spread out on the chairs in the yard, the late spring breeze was warm, and the fragrance of flowers was overwhelming.

Two days later, Wu Youwei made another appointment, this time with Liu Jian, and Liu Jian made the appointment during the day, in a place called "Ya Yuan", a place where literati gather, the courtyard is very large, inside But it is not carved beams and painted buildings, but small bridges and flowing water, elegant houses with bamboo buildings, and spring rain with apricot blossoms.

During the period, they often wore wide straight long clothes of blue cloth and square flat scarves on their heads. Because the Ming Dynasty was established after driving out foreigners. Add the colors of the dynasty to finalize the shape.

In addition, the round-neck and large-sleeve shirts worn by Confucian scholars in the Ming Dynasty have detailed systems.

For example, "Students' shirts are made of jade-colored silk, with wide sleeves and soap borders, and soap strips and soft towels hanging down. Anyone who is a prisoner will not change his clothes.

However, the natives of this era still like to wear Taoist robes, straight body, straight skirt and other cross-collared robes.

What Wu Youwei was wearing today was the "Shengyuan Shirt", except that he wore a top-quality mutton jade around his waist, and he also held a folding fan in his hand.

On the top side is a picture of lotus painted by himself, and on the other side is "Ai Lian Shuo".

Wu Ying was different. He was wearing a long gown made of silk and satin, with an open silver crown on his head to tie his hair, a belt inlaid with gold pieces around his waist, a jade plaque of green bamboo and peace hanging down, and on his feet Stepping on a pair of buckskin boots with high tops and white soles.Standing there, he looked particularly suave—a young man.

But compared with these scholars wearing "student shirts", it seems that the local tyrants have fallen into the pile of poor ghosts, and the noble children stand among the scholars. The contrast is particularly obvious.

These people greeted Wu Youwei very warmly when they saw Wu Youwei. After being away for three years, the face of the original owner is very useful. Everyone said that he was a young talent, but now he is only now, but when they saw Wu Ying following him, they all frowned. : Isn't this dress too out of place?

Wu Youwei shook a folding fan and greeted each of them, Brother Zhang, Brother Wang, and Brother Yang, and every time he introduced someone, Wu Youwei introduced Wu Ying to them....Wu Ying is a junior, so he must bow Bowing, recognizing people down, tired back hurts.

And Wu Youwei just needs to bow his hands. He is the same generation as these people, and they only greet each other. Because there are so many people, everyone knows that he has just graduated from filial piety, and they take good care of him.

After getting to know each other, Wu Youwei took Wu Ying to greet Liu Jian, and Liu Jian, as an "elder", gave Wu Ying a meeting gift.

Just now those people gave Wu Ying different gifts, such as a jade fan pendant, a folding fan, a good book, etc., which are worthless but wearable and close-fitting things, gold and silver are not available, scholars despise vulgarity, there is

Copper stink.

After Si met, Liu Jian, as the inviter, stood in the middle and said: "Everyone who comes to the meeting today, you should be prepared. This is Yayuan, where we and scholars gather. Since you are here, please Recite a poem first, leave calligraphy, and the scenery in the garden can be included in poems and paintings."

These people get together to show off their talents. Everyone likes the opening, even Wu Ying wrote a poem to show off.

Wu Youwei has countless poems and songs in his mind, but he can also paint, but the original owner's paintings are only ink paintings, and they are not very clever, so he chose poetry.

It's just that he didn't know who to write better, and finally saw spring flowers all over the garden, and butterflies flying by, and finally chose the song "Spring Flowers, Spring Moon, Years and Years" from Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man"

By this time in the Ming Dynasty, the poems were already saturated, because Tang poetry, Song Ci and Yuan songs were all available, and there were some leaks in the Ming Dynasty. When it came to the Qing Dynasty, there was nothing to write. It can be seen how high his poetry attainments are.

The artistic conception of this song is just right, and it is in line with the current scene.

He thought for a long time, and Wu Ying had already finished writing a poem. Seeing that he hadn't started writing, he immediately felt superior, and opened his mouth loudly: "Uncle, have you finished writing yet?"

Everyone is thinking quietly, trying to write a more amazing poem, since ancient times, there is no first in prose, and there is no second in martial arts.

Who doesn't want to be talented and take the lead?

"Silence." Wu Youwei didn't lift his head, he was still grinding the inkstone slowly.

Everyone was disturbed by Wu Ying's loud voice, some wrote a poem hastily, and some glared at Wu Ying.But Wu Youwei picked up a brush slowly, and Wu Ying said again: "Uncle, are you writing? Don't you usually look very knowledgeable?"

"Learning and writing poetry are two different things." Wu Youwei said, "Also, don't be so loud, you're not a gossip.

Wu Ying choked, and her expression "quacked" immediately fell down: "Uncle, you should think about it carefully, poetry is not something that can be done with good knowledge."

As he spoke, he tapped the black and white writing on his desk: "My nephew has finished writing."

Liu Jian heard the movement and came over, just in time to hear Wu Ying's words: "What, the eldest nephew of the Wu family finished writing? I have a look."

Liu Jian here is a person who has already become an official. He calls himself "the official", and others respectfully call him "adult", but they themselves, those who are not familiar with the fame, can only call themselves "students".

Wu Youwei was familiar with him and called him "Brother Xixian".

But Wu Ying was not even a scholar, he presented his masterpiece without saluting when he met Liu Jian.

Liu Jian looked at it, he was also a Jinshi and a scholar, and he could tell at a glance that this poem was gorgeous in rhetoric and brilliant in sentence, but it was just flashy.

To put it simply, Wu Ying's poem is off topic "It's gone!

Wu Youwei has already started writing poetry.

He was the last one to write, because Wu Ying kept talking to him after finishing writing, disturbing him.

Spring flowers and spring moon come every year, pity spring and fear spring parting.

Just worrying about Xiaofeng, urging flowers to rush to jade hooks.

Juanjuan's double nymphs turn around like flying flowers.

A song at the bottom of the flower hurts Huahua.

When he finished writing, there happened to be a tree of apricot blossoms floating down. In the afterglow of the evening, in the spring rain of the apricot blossoms, the young man's clear and handsome face, with a gentle temperament like jade, was like a gentleman, but there was a trace of youthfulness in his eyes. characteristic cunning

Two butterflies fluttered behind him, two more came over, and four butterflies fluttered up and down, which was very suitable for the occasion.

"Chunhua Chunyue is a guest every year, and I am afraid of spring's parting... Chunhua Chunyue's yearly guest, Lianchun is afraid of spring's parting... Good poetry, good poetry!" Liu Jian's eyes are shining: " Once this poem comes out, who would dare to Wing Chun?"

Everyone chewed carefully, this poem is really very appropriate, especially just now, in the late spring, the apricot blossoms rained, and Wu Youwei's appearance was simply too appropriate.

Wu Ying crushed the pen in jealousy.

It should be Wu Ying, not this useless person who is in the limelight!

It's just that he forgot that this is not Wu's house. Everyone can see his appearance. Thinking that he spoke loudly just now, the people whose thoughts were interrupted naturally spilled this resentment on him: if he doesn't speak loudly Broken my thoughts, such a good sentence should come from me!

So several people regarded Wu Ying as a punching bag, and each of them opened their mouths to sneer, and Wu Ying also held his breath, this should belong to his glory!

Then Wu Ying quarreled with those few, they were all young and full of spirit.

Those few people said that Wu Ying dressed like a playboy!

Wu Ying said that the few of them seem to be from poor families!

Those few people satirized Wu Ying; Wu Ying scolded back directly and clearly.

When he was at his uncle's house, he had fought with several cousins, heard them scolding others, and learned that he was useless all the time. This time it was fine, he scolded happily.

Everyone was "admired" by him!

Is this still a scholar?He can curse people better than a market poppier!

"Brother Youwei, I hope that next time you come, you won't bring any juniors with you." Liu Jian said with a straight face, "The master of Yayuan probably wouldn't like such a person to come to the door, it's really dirty for Yayuan. place!"

Wu Youwei said extremely ashamed: "Younger brother, I know, this child has never seen any big world since he was a child, please don't mind, don't mind.

He apologized neatly on this side, but Wu Ying was dumbfounded on the other side!

I still don't know where I went wrong.

Wu Youwei had no choice but to let Wu Ying stay, so he left with his hands in shame, and walked away in despair.

I didn't even eat dinner, and I didn't drink tea.

Liu Jian tried so hard to keep him but he didn't. Wu Ying's face was ashen, and he rode back to Wu's house. He wanted to go back and have a good talk with his parents and grandmother.

After returning, Wu Ying naturally filed a complaint, but because it was late, Wu Youwei did not go to the backyard.

He just washed up and fell asleep after eating some snacks with tea, and he will have another slobbering fight tomorrow!

Sure enough, after breakfast the next day, he was invited to the room in the backyard.

This time Mrs. Wu did not "slip of the tongue", but directly reprimanded Wu Youwei for not taking care of Wu Ying.

No need to think about it, Wu Ying sued again, and this time he felt that he had done a good job and wrote a poem, how could he be hated by others?That's what Wu Youwei told people in advance. Not only did he fail to get Mr. Liu's appreciation, but he also had conflicts with people.

Wu Youwei spread his hands leisurely: "Mother, there are all my classmates and people who have already achieved fame, even Brother Xixian has clearly stated that when I go next time, don't bring anyone with me. Shame!"

Old Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu had all kinds of colors on their faces.

Is this being disliked by outsiders?

Wu Jun was still decisive, he asked Wu Ying directly: "Tell me honestly, did you do something wrong? Or did you say something wrong?

Wu Ying is not afraid of anyone, but he is afraid of Wu Jun, because Wu Jun has always been a very serious father in front of him.

When asked by Wu Jun, he hesitated immediately.

When Wu Jun saw it, he knew that the boy was not telling the truth.