young flower

.

"Master, please." The man ignored the chill in Feihua's eyes, and uttered plain words expressionlessly, but with a touch of coercion that could not be questioned.

Feihua looked him around, turned her gaze away, gently pushed Tie Bao to wake him up, and pulled him to follow the man out.

In the orange candlelight, the man was sitting behind the large rosewood desk. On the table was a teacup with the lid off that was emitting steam. The man was leaning on the back of the chair behind him. The light is a bit soft.

Feihua stood in the middle, staring blankly at the face in the light.

The room was very quiet, but housekeeper Zhou put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly.

Feihua remained motionless, and the man behind the desk did not make a sound.

"Hey, master, this is the young master."

The man behind the lamp shadow still didn't make a sound, but his gaze hit Feihua's body as if it had substance.

Feihua suddenly felt impatient, took a step forward, lowered her eyes and raised her voice, "Does Master Yue have any orders for me?"

As soon as the voice fell, Feihua felt the breath on both sides behind her, and the eyes flickered in the lamplight like an illusion.

"Master, little..."

"What is your name."

Steward Zhou took two steps and was about to explain something when he was interrupted by the deep voice of the man behind the desk.

If you want to ask someone else the name of your own son, should it be said that he is very laissez-faire with his children...

"What is your name."

After not seeing Feihua's reaction for a long time, Yue Jingshuang asked again with a heavier tone. The flat and low tone made people feel that he was not asking questions, but patrolling his own territory.

"...not a flower."

Feihua lowered her head and smiled mockingly, the clenched fists in her sleeves suddenly relaxed—he was no longer the little boy who was imprisoned and tortured to death, and what was in this body was Feihua from the 21st century; but He is not the same as Feihua in the original world, even if there is a similar fate affecting him, he can still choose a different trajectory from before.

This person is just the person who gave him his current body, not his father, let alone his relatives.

Still, he preferred his original name.

...not flowers.Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, everything is like a dream without trace.

"Yue Feihua...how does it look like a girl's name..."

Feihua didn't know where the resentment came from, and she blurted out: "My mother is just a poorly educated woman, so naturally she can only name a girl."

The fragile child's voice was a bit sharp in the quiet room, and the others couldn't predict why the young master who had been timid and silent had suddenly erupted.

The moment Fei Hua spoke, he saw a flash of light in Yue Jingshuang's eyes, followed by a complicated look, and felt a burst of pleasure for some reason.

Perhaps, it was the owner of this body who hated this man, and kept such a resentment until his death.

"...After the new year, I will be eight years old, let the teacher go over after the new year, let's study and read..."

After Yue Jingshuang finished speaking as if talking to herself, Steward Zhou respectfully agreed.

"It's late, let's send him back."

"Yes."

Feihua followed Steward Zhou out of the study, and turned to the warm pavilion next to him. Little Tiebao fell asleep again on the chair tilted, was woken up by Feihua, followed Feihua's footsteps in a daze, and staggered out the door.

As soon as the cold wind blew outside the door, both of them shrunk their shoulders, Tie Bao was shocked by the cold wind, and his sleepiness also went away by eight points.

"Master, where are we going?" He asked while holding Feihua's arm, his low voice was blown away by the wind as soon as he exited.

"...Go back to sleep."

"...Oh. Is it almost dawn?"

Feihua looked up and saw that the snowflakes were flying continuously, the dark night sky was illuminated by the silvery snow, and there was a very thick darkness in the halo, like the moment before dawn.

7. Temporary peace...

After coming back from the big banquet in Yue Mansion that day, a few days have passed, the snow outside stopped for two days and started to fall again.

Feihua and Tiebao returned to the small courtyard and lived like pigs every day.

Simple and comfortable, just hope not to be slaughtered so soon.

The sound of firecrackers sounded from time to time in the first month, making people feel that it is still a festive New Year outside.

From the first day of the first lunar month, when Feihua drew two straight characters and two strokes on the paper, the Yue family sent a teacher over.

A Confucian scholar in his 40s, who likes to wear a white shirt and wear a white turban, is not as pedantic as the average scholar on TV. On the first day, he took a book to teach Feihua how to read and write.

Those fonts with many strokes are not much different from the traditional Chinese characters in ancient China. Feihua can guess some of them, but do you want to write them with that soft brush...

Little Tiebao also followed Feihua to study and practice calligraphy. He was very interested in the first few days, but later, when he saw the pen and ink in the book, it was like seeing a big bug. If he hadn't been pressed by Feihua, he would have preferred to count snowflakes in the yard—— Counting is also taught by Feihua. A certain child hypnotizes himself with "one chrysanthemum, two chrysanthemums, three chrysanthemums..." taught by Feihua every time before falling asleep. Unfortunately, this child falls asleep like a pig Quickly, it is difficult to count to hundreds.

After a month of this, the common characters in the books have been recognized at least seven or eighty-eight, and Feihua was impatient to read those articles about Zhiye, so she asked the master to bring a book for me to read, and only when I encountered something I didn’t know or understand. ask a question.

The master glanced at him a few times, but he didn't mind, instead he was happy to sit and read a book.

The room they used as a study hall was originally a study room. The study room is complete with four treasures. There are many books on the shelf opposite the book case. A set of books is full of chess and music scores, poems and songs, geography, landscapes, travel notes and biographies.

Feihua came in and read it before, but she was not very interested. Now, since he needs to read characters anyway, he took down these books and read them. Except for poems and songs, he used them to study everything else. When it is leisure and entertainment.

The master opened and closed his eyes to his chaotic reading, neither dissuading nor approving, every day he still sits calmly under the window with a cup of tea and a book, and when Fei Hua asks him for advice, he puts down the book, bows his body and indifferently gives pointers. Fan, his face was still calm.

What Feihua didn't know was that when Master returned to Yuefu, he had to report Feihua's situation to Mrs. Yue, the mistress of the Yue family, every two days. As for the purpose, it was not for outsiders to know.

After more than a month, Feihua suddenly received a piano sent by Yue Jingshuang. According to the master, it was the master who asked about his situation by chance and knew that he was studying the piano and music scores, so he sent someone to A piano for him.

Feihua was silent, and asked after a while, "Can I change it to a pipa?"

The man went back with the qin in his arms, and brought the pipa and the qin together on the third day.

"Master said, since you want it, I will allow you both. Our Yue family is rich all over the world, can't we afford two pieces of instrumental music?"

Feihua sneered, that's right, for the Yue family, it's more than giving alms to beggars.

However, since it was given to him, of course he accepted it.

Feihua doesn’t particularly like pipa, but in her previous life in modern times, she once saw a sentence: Liu Langzhong’s (Liu Yong) lyrics are only suitable for [-] or [-] girls, holding a red tooth board, and singing "Wild Wind and Moon on the Willow Bank" ; Su Xueshi (Su Dongpo) Ci, must be Guanxi Dahan, copper pipa, iron Chuoban, singing "The Great River Goes East".

Although he studied economics and management, he was no stranger to Su Dongpo's words. At that time, he was a little yearning for the boldness and arrogance revealed in those words.

In that life, he didn't have the chance to be involved in those romances. In this life, since he has the opportunity, it doesn't matter if he learns a lot!Maybe he will spend his whole life in captivity. Being able to play the zither for self-entertainment can be regarded as a solution to loneliness.

The father and son, who are as indifferent as water, are also knowledgeable. They can teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It took him a month to teach Hua to play some simple tunes by himself.

Little Tiebao doesn't like reading, but he seems to have a special love for drum music. One month later, that Zhang Yaoqin can play some flavors in his hands.

The days passed silently, Fangfei thanked in March, and the warm wind in early summer began to patronize this quiet small courtyard.

Looking at the sky outside the courtyard every day, Feihua feels like the hermit from Wuling Taohuayuan who "doesn't know Han, regardless of Wei and Jin".

He and Tie Bao exercise every morning and evening, read, write and practice piano during the day, and occasionally play chess against each other.

If there is no fact of being imprisoned, maybe he would think that it is a beautiful thing to live his life like this.

pity……

However, being able to spend so long in such a peaceful manner without being missed by the lady in the Yue family's mansion, Feihua guessed that maybe she was too ignorant and hadn't threatened to make a move yet, but that After all, it will come. Since one death is not successful, there will inevitably be a second time.

He never thought that the death of the young master of the Yue family was an accident.

Now Feihua is just a weak little ant that can be crushed to death with two fingers. I hope that person has better endurance and can wait for a better opportunity before he becomes stronger.

Obviously, his enemy's patience was good enough, because Feihua spent two years safely in that small courtyard like a pig in captivity.

In fact, peace is not so safe. Anyway, it is not uncommon for people to roll with stomach pain after eating food. It is not uncommon for a poisonous snake or two to crawl in the yard. Neighbors leak water, thieves enter the house, and officials search. over and over.

Maybe it was intimidation, maybe harassment, maybe warning, anyway, life was generally peaceful, and Feihua and Tiebao finally grew into a little boy.

For two years, the stature of the two has been greatly reduced.