[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

1.

Long Su was sent to the Confucian school since he was a child, perhaps because he has few relatives by nature and cares about family relationships. He has no impression of the life of a wealthy family in the secular world, so he has no nostalgia.What's more, his experience in Confucianism is not bad.

One year, the elder brothers and sisters went to visit the forest of steles together. During a spring outing, a group of elegant Confucian scholars walked in the forest of steles, reciting the wind and the moon, talking about the past and the present, which attracted many envious eyes.At that time, Long Su was still a baby like a pink dumpling, no one thought of him at first, but the master had spoken before leaving, and for the sake of brotherhood, the brothers had no choice but to take him along and let the maid take care of him , anyway, he is a young child, what else can he know other than spoiling the fun.

Brothers walked and recited the famous poems of the sages engraved on the stele. It was so lively.Long Su was held in the arms of the maid, and looked around with his light golden eyes, neither crying nor making trouble along the way.Just before returning, the seniors remembered the oil bottle that came with them, and sighed that it was quite easy to carry.But soon, they found out that the youngest junior was not just cute and easy to take care of.

After playing for a day and returning to the Confucianism Gate, the master had been waiting there long ago and sent a message, saying that each of them silently recited so-and-so chapters in the forest of steles.Everyone wailed in their hearts, but Mr. Xiansheng has always been respected by Delong, no one dared to disobey, so they all silently bit their pens and squeezed out every sentence.However, Senior Brother Bai Zhou, who is the leader, is usually praised for being quick-witted and good at remembering. To him, this is of course no problem. The first one handed in the paper.

Even the always strict master couldn't help stroking his beard and nodding. At this time, the master thought of Long Su for some reason, and said that Long Su should come and have a try. Some people whispered that Junior Brother Long Su might not be able to hold the pen steadily. The master glanced over, and suddenly no one made a sound.

Senior brother Bai Zhou wrote the fastest, and his desk was emptied first.Long Su picked up the pen—of course he could hold it steadily, not only was it steady, but the handwriting he wrote was actually pretty good, the pen was immature and still had tenacity.Long Su stood on the stool and began to write, and he also wrote very quickly.

The brothers around couldn't help but secretly glanced and whispered, but slowly, their voices became smaller and smaller.

The snow-white long declaration was gradually filled with neat and beautiful lines of ink, and when the last word was written, the room was filled with silence.

Word for word.

The master asked calmly, what do you think of the one next to it? He was referring to the one by Bai Zhou.

Without making a sound, Long Su took Bai Zhou's piece of rice paper that was pressed to dry beside the inkstone, glanced down, wrote silently, filled in two or three omissions, and corrected two mistakes, and presented it to the teacher. Respect.

The master's expression became a little unpredictable, and he just said "yes" three times in a row.

At that moment, the expressions of all the senior brothers were different, and senior brother Bai Zhou's expression was particularly ugly.

Long Su climbed down from the stool with a calm demeanor, as if he didn't notice the strange and dark atmosphere in the room.

He has made his mark at a young age, but for Long Su, life seems to be no different, it's just that the master pays more attention to him on weekdays, and the brothers have a warmer attitude towards him. The kindness shows kindness.

2.

Later, when Long Su and Jianzi were chatting, they mentioned this matter.

At that time, they were sitting together in Longsu's courtyard, basking in the sun and eating snacks.

At that time, they had just known each other for a short time, but they were already very familiar with the game. Jianzi also tore off the layer of pretending when they first met, and his speech was not as restrained as it was at the beginning.

"How old were you at that time? You are so powerful." Jianzi ate his face covered with crumbs, and hearing this, he tsk-tsk praised.

"Maybe five years old, maybe six years old, I can't remember." Long Su's eating was a little more elegant than him, but his speed...was not elegant at all - Jianzi had always admired Long Su for this, and he ate slowly. Yes, gobbling it up nicely is also a skill.

"However, I think you're still a bit stupid." Jianzi thought for a while, then stopped suddenly, and said solemnly, "In front of so many people, you're just going to save your senior brother—I'm not saying you're doing something wrong. Ah, but with your attitude, others will definitely think that you are being so arrogant on purpose."

His little white face was covered with crumbs, his nose was wrinkled, and his face was still stern, trying to put on a serious and dignified look, no matter how funny it looked, but his eyes were black and bright, like puddles of water. Very cute.

Long Su finished eating the Qingming dumpling in his hands in two mouthfuls, wiped his hands casually, and replied, "It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter." Jianzi felt that Long Su was usually very smart, but now he has turned into an elm head. He wished he could grab Long Su's head and shake it vigorously. "You are so unlovable to others."

Long Su smiled lightly, but without answering, he took out a new silk handkerchief from his sleeve, handed it to Jianzi, and motioned him to wipe his face.

Jianzi pulled the silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth casually, feeling that it was necessary to give Long Su a good massage, "Hey, no wonder no one usually comes to play with you, you are really not good at making friends."

Long Su smiled, and handed another piece of peach blossom cake to cover his mouth, "Aren't you the one?"

"I'm not the same, and I'm not, oh...you don't know how to say it," Jianzi suddenly got a mouthful of peach cake, and sighed while chewing.

"What ability do they have, is it worth my trouble?" Long Su said casually.

Jianzi was taken aback, looked at Long Su who didn't care in surprise, and lowered his voice, "This is wrong, they are your fellow disciples after all, you can... say so."

Long Su was a little annoyed, he stared at the sword angrily for a while, then suddenly lost his breath, and seemed to feel a little helpless, and said calmly, "You don't understand, for... that position, no matter what I do Whatever you do is wrong."

He still had the face of a little baby with pink make-up and jade, but his golden pupils vaguely reflected the thoroughness and coldness like floating ice and crushed snow.

At the moment of Shiguang's fire, Jianzi suddenly understood - Long Su knew everything, he did it on purpose.

Jianzi slowly let out a mouthful of depression in his chest, picked out a piece of crystal clear Chengsha dumpling, and handed it to Longsu's mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"

It was obvious that he was showing kindness, Long Su was not angry with him at first, he lowered his head and bit the dumpling.

Jianzi laughed, with a childish tone, soft and clear, "I understand what you said, but my master said that no matter how powerful you are, you can't be alone. You are very smart and powerful, but...their people A lot."

Long Su slightly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Jianzi in surprise, as if he was meeting him for the first time, looking at him, his eyes seemed to light up, and the brows were also dyed with brilliance.

This is because they are in a similar situation, and they are equally precocious and outstanding. Some things are well known, and they can be seen through at a glance.

3.

A few days later, one evening, as usual, everyone left the school in twos and threes after school was over.

"Brother Liang?"

A young Confucian scholar walking down the steps stopped suspiciously, turned his head, and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy chasing after him in a hurry.

He was young, and when he caught up, he was out of breath from running, his face was flushed, and thin sweat was dripping from his forehead.

"Junior Brother Longsu?" Senior Liang was a little surprised, "Why, what's the matter?"

Long Su lowered his head, took out a book from his bosom, and said eagerly, "I heard that senior brother was looking for this "Ming Hua Jing Tie" recently, and I... happened to see it... Well, Senior Brother Liang, do you still want it? "

Senior Brother Liang was stunned. He stretched out his hand to take the thin booklet and opened it. It was the rare scriptures and scriptures he had been looking for for a long time. He couldn't help being excited. And some emotion.

He entrusted so many people and searched for so long, how could Long Su find it just "just by chance".

Undoubtedly it was done with care.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but soften his voice, "Thank you so much, junior brother. But why did you think of looking for it for me?"

"Two days ago, thank you brother for speaking out."

Brother Liang thought about it, and then remembered that there was such a thing.He is bright and generous by nature, and likes to fight against injustices, so he is very popular among the many disciples under Xiansheng's sect.A few days ago, he happened to pass by the school by accident, and saw some fellow students who spoke very contemptuously towards Long Su, he couldn't see it for a while, so he scolded them.

This is a trivial matter, but Long Su would keep it in his heart.

As a junior, he is extremely talented, young, and is favored by his master too much, so he usually doesn't like to associate with fellow students.In the past, it was said that he had an aloof personality, but now, it seems that he is beautiful in the woods, innocent and enviable.

Thinking of this, when he looked at Long Su again, his eyes were very soft, and he couldn't help but patted Long Su's head, "Don't worry about small things. Long Su, we are going to form a poetry club tomorrow, are you coming?" "

With bright eyes, Long Su nodded with a smile.

After watching Senior Brother Liang leave, the little Confucian scholar in purple slowly walked back to his yard.

It's not difficult.

4.

Long Su was in the courtyard looking at the copybook under the afterglow of the setting sun, when suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.Before he could open the door, someone had already pushed the door open and rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Long Su, Long Su!" Jianzi ran over excitedly, "Let's go fishing tomorrow. My brother caught a big one today, and he promised to lend me the fishing rod for a day."

Long Su sighed, "No, I'm not free."

"Ah?" Jianzi was stunned, Long Su was clearly resting tomorrow, and he had already planned this before he came.

After Long Su finished writing the last big character steadily, Fang put down the pen and said helplessly, "Really, I have already made an appointment with my brother to go to the poetry club tomorrow."

"The life of you Confucian students is really boring." Jianzi suddenly froze.

"How about another day?" Long Su couldn't help but feel a little regretful seeing Jianzi so disappointing.

"No, brother is only willing to lend me one day." Jianzi said awkwardly.

"Then why don't I come back as soon as possible tomorrow and find you by the river?" Long Su thought of a compromise.

"That's the only way to go." Jianzi replied helplessly.

In fact, Long Su went out early in the morning the next day, and was able to escape until the evening.When he ran to the river, Jianzi was so bored that he was about to grow mushrooms, and shouted, "You are finally here!"

However, the harvest is good, there are no big fish, but there are half a basket of small fish.

"Are you still fishing?" Long Su looked closer to the fish basket and asked Jianzi.

"No," Jianzi picked out the biggest one from the fish basket, then dumped the rest of the fish back into the river, and shook the fish by the tail in front of Long Su, feeling complacent, "It's still quite big."

Unexpectedly, the fish had a bad temper, it jumped violently, and firmly threw Long Su's face with water.

Long Su and Yu stared at Jianzi with big eyes, and then Long Su turned to stare at Jianzi.

"Hey," Jianzi laughed dryly, threw the fish on the grass, and wiped the water stains on Long Su's face indiscriminately, "It seems that this fish is very lively, it must be delicious. Long Su, how do you plan to eat it?" What about it, steamed, braised in soy sauce, or stewed in scallion oil?"

Long Su sighed helplessly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and began to wipe his face, "What do you want to eat, just tell me."

Jianzi picked up the dying fish from the ground, threw it into the fish basket, lifted the fish basket with one hand, and grabbed Long Su with the other, "Let's go, let's go back and talk about it!"

"Don't pull!" Long Su was dragged by him and ran all the way.

5.

The fish ended up in the stomachs of two people.However, after eating, Jianzi still hesitated and wanted to say something.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't act like you're stuck with a fishbone." Long Su said lazily after eating and drinking.

"Long Su, can you let me take a bath and change clothes here?" Jianzi said straight.

As soon as Long Su rolled his eyes, he guessed the reason.Jianzi played by the river for a day, and his white Taoist uniform was completely dirty.

"To cover up." Long Su said so, but still ordered to go down and prepare hot water.

The hot water was brought up quickly, and the maid set up the screen, poured buckets of hot water into the bathtub, and added various herbs and flowers, and then stepped back respectfully.

With a "plop", the sword was like a dumpling thrown into the pot, tossing upside down in the large bathtub.

"Wow, you are so extravagant, and you have so many precious medicinal materials." Jianzi sighed comfortably.

The sound of splashing water annoyed Long Su, and he said angrily, "Did you wash with your mouth in the shower?"

"Why don't you come together, anyway, the bathtub is so big." The sword poked at the rim, and greeted Long Su, "Don't worry, you still have to wait for me."

Long Su hesitated.Originally, if it was someone else, he would definitely have politely refused such an impolite request, but when it comes to Jianzi, it seems...it's not too difficult to accept.

"Okay." He put down the book, walked behind the screen, took off his clothes, and climbed into the tub on the bench.

The bathtub was so big that the two of them could turn around freely in it.

Then, instead of taking a shower, they were splashing water on each other.Jianzi patted Long Su's face with water, smiled and euphemistically called "wash your face for you".Long Su angrily overturned him and pushed him into the water.Jianzi dodged nimbly and tripped towards Longsu.Long Su dragged him, only to hear a "clang" sound, water splashed everywhere, and the two of them slipped and fell into the tub together.

Although his whole body was soaked, Long Su always felt that the more he washed, the more dirty he got. He picked up a piece of Xianggong soap, and said with a straight face, "Okay, it will be cold if you play in the water again! Turn around, I will help you first, Wait for you to help me."

"Okay." Jianzi stopped making trouble, and obediently turned to let Long Su wipe the soap flakes for him.His natural hair was snow-white, and it hung wet on his back. Long Su grabbed Jianzi's hair, and suddenly said, "It's said that you have gray hair, but your eyebrows and hair are all white, even if you want to worry, there is no place to gray."

"Think too much, you Confucian scholars just think too much." Jianzi didn't care.

Long Su smiled, "Sometimes I really envy you."

Jianzi was lying on the side of the bathtub, thinking of something, he almost jumped up suddenly, "Oops!"

"What?" Long Su held him down in time.

Jianzi turned around, his face full of panic, "Long Su, will we give birth to a baby?"

"Ah?" Long Su couldn't keep up with his escaped thinking for a while, "What doll?"

"It's a child!" Jianzi turned pale and trembling with fright, "When Master and I went out to stay in a hotel, two people in the next room took a shower together. Master said, please don't quarrel. , they are giving birth to babies."

Jianzi's panic also infected Long Su. Although he was precocious, he was only a child of seven or eight years old, and he had never understood this aspect. However, Long Su was Long Su after all, and he had a flash of inspiration, "the book said Only when yin and yang intersect can they conceive, yin and yang...should be male and female. You are not a girl."

"However, the book doesn't say that men and men can't have children." Jianzi retorted.

Long Su thought for a while, and was horrified to find that he really didn't seem to have said that, and immediately panicked, "Then what should I do?"

"Let's come out first."

"It makes sense, hurry up!"

The two of them climbed out of the bathtub as if fleeing, and changed into clean clothes——Jianzi borrowed a set of Longsu's white Confucian shirts.

"What should I do..." Jianzi was dejected.

Long Su thought for a while, then forced himself to be calm and said: "You go back first, I'll go to the medical classics later, and when I learn it, I'll help you feel the pulse."

"What if you have a doll?" Jianzi raised a loophole.

Long Su glared at him, "Then I'll take my own pulse."

After discussing the matter, Jianzi will go back.

"Come back tomorrow." Long Su urged.

"En." Jianzi looked solemn.

That day when Jianzi went back at night, Daoist Yuanzhen noticed the Confucian shirt he had changed into, and asked him about his whereabouts that day, Jianzi replied that he accompanied Long Su to the poetry club.

Yuan Zhen's expression was very delicate, and he murmured, "Whose apprentice is this child..."

Jianzi faintly heard "children" and "whose family", and immediately felt guilty. He only felt that the master's eyes, which were narrowed to only a slit, were as sharp as piercing eyes.