[Liang Zhu] Yingtai took me to fly

When he first entered the academy, Ma Wencai specially found a teacher who was good at calligraphy and painting to learn calligraphy.This gentleman, surnamed Song, looks very down and out on weekdays. His clothes are always wrinkled and his hair is not neatly combed.Except for occasional lectures, he always stays in his room, either writing or drawing, or getting drunk.

After school that day, Ma Wencai went to Mr. Song's residence to get copybooks.As soon as he entered the door, he found that the room was uncharacteristically tidy and clean, and there was a note on the desk of the secretary.The note was originally folded in half, but the wind blowing it when the door was opened revealed a few lines of delicate lowercase letters on it.

Although Mr. Song immediately frowned and crumpled up the note and threw it away, Ma Wencai still recognized the handwriting at a glance, which was written by Mr. Song.

Ma Wencai pretended to see everything, took the copybook and left quickly.Sanqi, who was following behind, was still strange, so Master Zhidao slowed down.

Back at Buzhiju, Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo were chatting in the yard waiting for dinner, when they saw him coming in, they asked casually, "Why did Yihua come back so late today?"

Ma Wen held back all the way, but couldn't help it at this moment, he moved to the side of them in three steps at a time, showing a strange smile, and said, "Do you know what I saw just now?"

Liang and Zhu couldn't help laughing when they saw his bright eyes.Zhu Yingtai asked: "What can I see at Mr. Song's place? Are there still women?"

"Almost!" Ma Wencai patted his thigh, gave him an appreciative look, and said, "I saw that Mr. Song's room was cleaned up, and there was a note left by Mr. Song on the desk!"

"Mr. Song?" Liang and Zhu said in unison.

"It's absolutely true!" Ma Wencai nodded sharply, and said, "Didn't Mr. Song criticize our poems a while ago? At that time, I thought that Mr. Dao Song wrote small regular script with hairpin flowers. I was very impressed, and I would never admit my mistake. "

Of course Ma Wencai was deeply impressed. Mr. Song only criticized a few words for other people's poems, but he wrote a whole page for him.The use of allusions is blunt, there is no rhythm, and the structure is reversed, so there are some merits in the conception.He was laughed at by Liang and Zhu all night.

Sure enough, the two of them also thought of this, and laughed for a while, before thinking about it.

The cleaning of Mr. Song’s house is not necessarily related to the note written by Mr. Song, but Mr. Song is indeed lonely in the academy. It’s not that Ma Wencai has never been to his house in the past, but he has never seen anyone clean it either. Pass.It would be too coincidental to say that this is just a coincidence.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, Song, Song?" Zhu Yingtai muttered to herself, slapped her head suddenly, and shouted, "Why didn't I think of it until now!"

"What did you think of?" Liang Shanbo and Ma Wencai looked at him in confusion.

"Mr. Song and Mr. Song should both be surnamed Song. Mr. Song just used a pseudonym." Zhu Yingtai said, also sighing in her heart, he had never thought about such an obvious thing.

"Could it be that Mr. Song is also a member of a family?" Liang Shanbo couldn't accept it, hesitantly said: "If it's a member of the Song family, why, how can they live like this..."

"Sloppy and down-to-earth." Ma Wencai said, "But if you talk about the woman from the Song family who is good at poetry and prose, I seem to have a little impression."

"That's right, the fourth son of the Song family was famous for his talent before he got married. He married an unofficial and untitled son of the Qi family, and he didn't seem to hear any news after that." Zhu Yingtai thought back for a moment, and said: "If this Mr. Song is the daughter of the Song family, then I can probably guess who Mr. Song is."

Ma Wencai asked stupidly: "Who is it? Is it also from the Song family?"

Zhu Yingtai looked at Ma Wencai with a rotten look, and said, "That's natural. I do know that the Song family has a young son who is called 'Mo Chi', who can be called a genius in calligraphy and painting, but he doesn't understand Sophisticated people. Because of conflicts with his father, he went out to travel alone, and no one knew where he was."

Ma Wencai nodded, "It seems that this Mr. Song is the youngest son of the Song family whose whereabouts are unknown." As children of the same family, he and Zhu Yingtai have the same level of understanding of the situation of all the families, but he has no clue. Feel something is wrong.

Liang Shanbo was puzzled again, and said: "If our speculation is correct, then why did Mr. Song and Mrs. Qi come to the academy to find Mr. Song?"

"Perhaps it is to persuade him to return to the Song family." Ma Wencai said, "How could the family let the son live outside?"

Probably because he knew Mr. Song's identity, when Ma Wen saw him again, he suddenly found it quite interesting.A son of a noble family can make himself look like a beggar, he is probably the only one in this world.

Soon, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai discovered that Ma Wencai went to see Mr. Song much more frequently, and even occasionally had dinner with Mr. Song.

Finally, Zhu Yingtai couldn't take it anymore, and without Ma Wen, he chatted during the meal, and he felt that eating would be boring.So, after Ma Wencai came back from having dinner with Mr. Song again, he stopped Ma Wencai.

"Yihua, Wencai, why do you keep looking for Mr. Nasong recently?" Zhu Yingtai looked at him with her lips pursed.

Ma Wencai was a little confused: "I'm going to ask him about calligraphy."

"I know, it's just that you've been there too often recently, and you still have dinner with him."

"Oh, that's why I chatted with him a lot recently, he's quite interesting." Marvin chuckled as he said that.

Zhu Yingtai just felt extremely irritable in her heart, and didn't know what to say, so she said, "Let's chat, why don't you come back to Juli, I haven't talked to you much recently."

Ma Wen only thought about it for a while, and the time he stayed in Buzhiju was a little less, but he would definitely come back after dinner at the latest, exercise with Liang and Zhu as usual, and study in the study.He laughed and said, "Where did Xinzhai say that?"

Zhu Yingtai still didn't show a smile, and sighed: "Forget it, Yihua found a confidant in the academy, it's right to be happy, so what if we forget our Jinlan brothers."

It was only then that Ma Wen realized what Zhu Yingtai was upset about. She really was a woman in her heart, and her mind was sensitive.He comforted: "Although I chatted with Mr. Song a lot, he can't compare with you. What's more, you have Shanbo to accompany you, and you don't need me alone."

Seeing his sincerity, Zhu Yingtai felt inexplicably better.He wanted to say that I just lack you, but he felt that he was too childish.He showed a slight smile, and said: "Yihua should come back many times in the future and never tire of living here."

On weekdays, Zhu Yingtai is always the most mature of the three of them. He is steady, thoughtful, and well-organized in his actions and speech.It was rare to see him showing such emotions, and Marvin felt soft in his heart.

But now that Zhu Yingtai made it clear, Ma Wencai really stopped eating with Mr. Song, but continued to consult and talk with him during class or occasionally when there was no class.Zhu Yingtai also returned to normal.

As a bystander, Liang Shanbo could see clearly: Although Zhu Yingtai loved to tease Ma Wencai, she cared far more for him than others; She is very considerate and tolerant to Zhu Yingtai.

Liang Shanbo didn't feel any difference, nor was he jealous, he just felt that the two brothers were harmonious and close, and he was happy to see them.

However, within a few days of the peaceful days, waves rose again.

After lunch, when the academy was giving lectures, the three of them, Ma Wencai, had already left Buweiju and went to Zhengyiyuan, leaving only a few schoolboys guarding the door.

At this time, someone hurried in, which shocked several people.

Sanqi patted his chest and said: "It turned out to be Mr. Song. I met Mr. Song. The young master has gone to class and is not in the courtyard."

Mr. Song still had his uncombed hair, a bulging package on his back, and many long and short scrolls in his hands.

He stuffed the scroll into Sanqi's arms, said in a low voice: "Here you are." He turned around and left.

Sanqi hugged those scrolls and groaned "Ai Ai", but couldn't move to chase after them.

Sijiu and Yinxin had never had much contact with Mr. Song, so they were shocked by the scene in front of them, not knowing what happened.

Liuqu chased after him, but he couldn't talk like Sanqi, he called out "Mr. Song" twice, but was stopped by his powerful "Don't follow me", and stopped.

The schoolboys felt a little uneasy, but they didn't dare to disturb their master's class, so they could only fidget and wait.They waited so anxiously that Ma Wen came back talking and laughing.

In fact, usually one of Sanqi or Liuqu should pick them up from school, but they all forgot.Even the evening meal was prepared absent-mindedly by Yin Xin alone.

Seeing them coming back, Sanqi was the first to rush over and said, "Young Master, you are back, Young Master."

Marvin asked strangely, "What's wrong with you? You're so eager for me to come back that you don't know how to pick me up."

Sanqi didn't care about apologizing, and said anxiously: "Young Master, Mr. Song came here at about the beginning of the hour, and took a lot of things to give to you. We all felt that something was wrong, but we didn't dare to deal with it arbitrarily. , just waiting for the sons to come back."

As he spoke, he led several people to the study room, and he put all the scrolls that Mr. Song gave him on the study room chief's case.

Ma Wencai and the others were also at a loss, each took a scroll and looked.

This is incredible, these scrolls are all authentic paintings and calligraphy by famous masters, some of them are very old and invaluable.

Ma Wencai was also a little confused, and asked Sanqi: "Why did Mr. Song send me such things? What did he say?"

Sanqi shook his head, and said: "Just tell me to give all these to Young Master, none of us dared to open them."

Yin Xin added from the side: "Mr. Song is still carrying a package on his body, as if he is about to go on a long journey."

When Ma Wencai and the others heard this, their hearts skipped a beat. They left their treasures on their own and carried the parcels on their backs. They were about to run away from home again!