Die Meng Wencai

Xie An has a hobby. He likes to test the juniors in the school. The most famous one is the "white snow is like a pile of snow, but the catkins are blown by the wind". Far.

Yi'er was not surprised at all when he heard that he asked some of his juniors to compose poems. Although she wouldn't be able to compose any earth-shattering poems, she wasn't afraid of a small exam.

Don't blame her for being a bully, she has worked very hard these years, but she is under the control of her mother Xie Daoyun, and she is not allowed to hurt the spring and the autumn. Is there such a chance? It was so easy to get my mother to smile and nod.

"Yi Yi has a good talent in poetry and prose, can you teach me both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

"Uncle Rong, except for Qin who was unable to learn due to filial piety, everything else has learned the way."

"It should be so. She was born with a temperament, so don't waste her good talent...Huh? Is there really a flute?"

Xie An looked at a small boat in the distance. There is no shortage of music and dance along the Qinhuai River, but such an elegant style is definitely not played by actors and prostitutes, and the skills are superb and the music is moving. Is this familiar feeling?

"Is it Uncle Xia?"

"Uncle, do you think this is Mr. Huan Yi playing the flute?"

"It's his Keting flute. I heard it early in the morning. No wonder there is a sentence of 'whose jade flute moves the Qinhuai River'."

Yi'er did not expect that she would be lucky enough to meet the founder of the legendary "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms" flute song. The Eastern Jin Dynasty was an era of looking at appearances, and it was difficult to mix with unattractive people.Fortunately, the family of the gentry is very particular about marrying wives. Even if the males were originally born in an ordinary way, and they have been genetically improved from generation to generation, they will not be sent there. The Huan Yi in front of him is really personable and charming.His brows and eyes are full of indifference, and he seems to have a leisurely temperament, but isn't Ma Wencai following behind him?She hadn't seen him for many years, but she recognized it at a glance. Seeing through the curtain that her father's face was not looking good, she quickly looked away.But I turned my attention to my mother again, my father must like such an excellent woman like my mother, right?Maybe it's because that Miss Du is no longer alive, so I miss her a lot.

"Mr. An Shi is such a busy person, how can he have time to visit Qinhuai?"

"It's the first time the old man's niece's child came to Jiankang, and he specially asked His Majesty for leave to accompany them around."

"That's because Uncle Xia interrupted."

"How come? Uncle Xia's flute sound, my grand-niece heard it early in the morning, and even wrote a poem?"

Why?Why did you get involved with her while talking?She only listened to Ma Wen reading her poems. Of course, she knew that she was nothing compared to talented scholars and talented women, but in this day and age, she still has some advantages.

Whose jade flute moves the Qinhuai River?The sound of the song feels like falling.

I only hope that there will be no hatred in the world, and flowers will always be in the arms of others.

"Haha, this rhyme is very interesting. Xie Xiang's grand-nephew's daughter has the demeanor of Mr. Xie Daoyun when he was young."

"Who is this?"

It turned out that Xie An didn't recognize him yet, but after being introduced by Na Huan Yi, he said:

"Although An Shigong has never met him, he must have heard his name."

"Junior Ma Wencai, met Prime Minister Xie."

"So you are Ma Wencai? You are indeed a talent, but you are also courageous enough. You are at this age, and it is time to start a family. Let the past go?"

Yi'er hid behind the curtain and listened openly. My uncle really likes to meddle in other people's business. As soon as we meet, he cares whether he gets married or not. Fortunately, he is old and high-ranking, otherwise he is afraid of being scolded.

"Prime Minister, don't worry, this junior already has a woman he likes, but he will have to wait a few years before getting married."

"Haha... that's good, I don't know what kind of woman it is?"

"To be honest, thank you, she is still young, and she is almost ten years old now."

With a sound of 'Boom', Wang Ningzhi's wine glass fell to his feet, and even the wooden planks shattered the glass into several petals. He probably didn't think about Ma Wen before he knew this, and he was a little panicked. With a sarcasm in his eyes, he immediately turned into anger again, and walked to the side of the boat with a cold face, as if he didn't exist.

Originally, everyone was shocked by Ma Wencai's word 'ten years old', and was about to find out, but Wang Ningzhi came out here and diverted their attention.But Ma Wencai seemed unwilling to be ignored. He stepped forward and lifted the hem of his robe, and knelt behind Wang Ning on one knee. Everyone's eyes almost fell out. This guy is notoriously arrogant. In terms of family background, he is inferior to Wang Ning. Quite a few, but when it comes to talent and achievements, Wang Ningzhi is far behind.

"Mr. Wang, student Ma Wencai is now willing to devote all his family's efforts to marrying Ling Ai, and I hope you will make it happen."

what?

Not only Yi'er was stunned, everyone present was frightened by Ma Wencai's actions, how could there be such a proposal?There are no matchmakers... Ah, no, is Huan Yi here today as a matchmaker?

It was Wang Ningzhi who was startled first, but he was also the first to wake up. With so many people present, he shouldn't be too rude. Let others spread the word, it will always hinder the reputation of the family.

"Will you get up now? How could the daughter of my Wang family be so easy to accept someone?"

"Haha, at my age, Xie An, this is the first time I've seen such a marriage proposal, Ma Wencai, it's really not easy for Ningzhi not to let anyone kick you out!"

The open-mindedness and casualness of the people of Jin has already reached this point!Xie An's attitude of admiration surprised Yi'er, knowing that Ma Wen did this in front of so many people, it was really suspected of intimidating Wang Ningzhi.But because of the so-called rules, she can only watch her father being bullied. She has been Wang Ning's daughter for so many years, and she has been spoiled by him for so many years. She is very familiar with his emotional changes, and knows that he has a cold face. Just pretending, in fact he must not know how to deal with such a situation.

"Auntie"

At the critical moment, the only thing she can count on is A Niang?Someone as smart as her must have a way.

"Ma Wencai, Wang Lang and I already know your intentions, but marriage and marriage should be carefully considered. Besides, Wang Lang and I have only one daughter, and he usually 'holds it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling or falling. How can you agree to others so easily when you are afraid of being spoiled in your mouth?"

"Mr. Xie, Wencai understands that Wencai is not in a hurry. It's just that the two gentlemen's daughters must be vying for, and now they are just afraid of being caught first."

After hearing this, Yi'er felt a little conflicted in his heart. Could it be that he was the first to win, so he was bound to win?

"Hmph, even if you are one step ahead, you may not have a chance."

"Mr. Wang, why bother? You are no longer the original you, I am not the original me, and she is no longer the original her."

"Don't talk about it, I said earlier that I don't want to see you, and you just want to appear in front of me, so today is a good time to make a break."

A sword cry shocked everyone present, including Ma Wencai. He always thought that Wang Ningzhi was a frail scholar, but he didn't expect the sword to stab him. He had practiced for many years, so he didn't dare to underestimate him. He drew his sword to fight back while avoiding it.After a while, he found that Wang Ningzhi's swordsmanship was very similar to his own, and it seemed that they all came from the Du family, but Wang Ningzhi's usual practice of swordsmanship was not as experienced as his.

"Daddy is great."

It was the first time Yi'er saw Wang Ningzhi use a sword, and it was the first time she knew that he was a martial artist. She immediately thought he was so handsome, and couldn't help but praise him.I didn't think it would affect the parties involved, but the fact is that the two people who had fought at the same level were distracted, and the sound of the sword point piercing into the flesh made some people who had never been exposed to blood go numb.

"Wang Lang, Wencai, you...?"

Xie Daoyun didn't care to avoid suspicion. Anyway, except for Huan Yi who is an outsider, Wen is her junior. It is really unexpected that her husband and student are injured at the same time.

Naturally, the Qinhuai River couldn't be swam, Jiang Shizi didn't go to pick it up, and went home as fast as possible, Yi'er and her two younger brothers stayed by the bed listlessly.

"Father, are you in pain?"

"Don't worry, Yi'er, Dad doesn't hurt."

"Yiyi, take your younger brothers back to your room first, Aniang has something to say to your father."

Yi'er naturally went back to the room "obediently", but eavesdropping was inevitable, she always knew that her mother was a little cold towards her father, and of course the father was also responsible, but today's father's behavior was quite "manly".Standing beside her mother, she clearly felt her mood swings. Men are easily moved. Perhaps from now on, she will have a pair of parents who love each other.

"Wang Lang, you really surprised me. I know you often wear a sword, but I never knew that your swordsmanship is so superb, even if Ajie is here, he will be willing to bow down." '

'What's the matter with Marvin? '

'The injury was less severe than yours. After all, he fought on the battlefield, and he was much more ruthless than you. It's just that the two of you are too much. Even if there was some hatred in the past, you shouldn't fight with your life. '

'Hehe, although I blame him, I blame myself even more. '

"Wang Lang, don't be bored in your heart, talk to me, please?" '

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Whose jade flute moves the Qinhuai River?The sound of the song feels like falling.

I only hope that there will be no hatred in the world, and flowers will always be in the arms of others.