Jiayu Village of Red Mansions

, I told my father how I saw the couplets of the Gaosheng Inn when I went to the street today, how I met Yucun, how talented Yucun was, and how the two of them drank like each other. Lian Tiao's excellent chant a few words.

After hearing that, Zhang Ying nodded and said: "This Jia Yu Village is talented, but it's just a bit too unrestrained. The day before yesterday, I heard that the Holy Master was on a tour to the south, and he met a son in Jinan. A stick of incense was written as a Fu on Baotu Spring. Praise for his literary talent and elegance, and he is also called Jia Yucun, how can you not meet him today?"

Zhang Tingyu heard that his father's words had loosened up, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, saying that today's test is over, but unexpectedly, his father snorted softly over his head, saying:

"Don't you think that today's incident is over like this. Although there is a reason for the incident, you violated the family rules first, and punished you for your father. Ten strokes of the cane, is it not unjust?"

Hearing this, Ting Yu gave a wry smile, got up and asked for family law, took off her outer robe, and only wore obscene clothes, knelt down and held the rattan stick in front of Zhang Ying, saying: "Please punish me, father."

Zhang Ying took the rattan stick from Ting Yu's hand, raised her hand and slapped Ting Yu's back, and went down ten times with the rattan stick, and there were bloody plum blossoms on the snow-white obscene clothes. Madam Zhang felt very distressed when she saw her. After Zhang Ying put down the cane, she quickly asked the servant next to him to help Tingyu go back to the room and invite the doctor.

The wind at night in September was quite chilly, but Zhang Tingyu only felt a burning pain on his back, went back to the room, lay down on the bed, and let his mother take off the obscene clothes, Tingyu only said in his heart, "Brother Yucun, wow, After eating your wine, it really hurt me!"

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In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly two months since Yucun arrived in Beijing. It was early in the morning, before dawn, that snow began to fall from the sky. Small snowflakes, the size of corn grains, sprinkled like salt, and fell to the ground crystal clear, which was quite lovely.Near the end of the year, Yucun wanted to go to the Tianqi Temple outside the city to offer incense sticks. First, he would go to the temple to add a few catties of sesame oil. Maybe some gods and Buddhas would think of it and send him back. Second, he would also be in the inn. I studied hard for two months and didn't go out, so I just wanted to relax. I don't know if the plum blossoms bloomed in Qi Temple that day?

After a simple breakfast, Yucun rented a car and went out of the city to Tianqi Temple. It happened to be the fifteenth day, and it was the close of the new year. The temple was full of pilgrims waiting to offer incense in front of the Buddha statues.Yucun only glanced over there, then turned around and went to the accountant monk next door, donated the sesame oil money, and was about to turn around to leave, when a familiar cold voice came from his ear:

"Why do you only donate money for sesame oil, but don't pay homage to the Buddha? It's a bit dishonest."

Hearing this, Yucun turned around and saw Shui Zhan standing behind him, looking at him with disapproving eyes.After cupping his hands and bowing to the end, Yucun asked back: "Young Master, how do you know that Yucun's intentions are not sincere?"

"Although you are in front of the Buddha, but you don't bow down, how can you say your heart is sincere?" Shui Zhan was obviously very angry at Yucun's ignorance.

Yucun knew that refuting Shui Zhan's words would only arouse his resentment, but he could not persuade him, so he said, "Young master, why do some people's wishes come true while others don't? Humans can't?"

"Naturally, some people are sincere and sincere, while others have ulterior motives."

Yucun saw Shui Zhan's eyes that clearly said "You have an external heart", smiled inwardly, and said: "Of course, people in the world have their own wishes when praying to Buddha, and women who have been infertile for many years ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for a child." The thief who committed a life prayed to escape punishment, the businessman who lost his capital prayed to be rich, the number of joss sticks was offered, and the knees were bent several times. Is the heart sincere? Not all people who pray for Buddha really believe in Buddha, but only for the Buddha. The Buddha has something to ask for. If you have such selfishness, how can you say that your heart is sincere? It is not necessarily sincere to worship Buddha. Similarly, if you enter a temple at a late age and do not worship, it is not a dishonest heart. There is a Buddha in your heart, and the Buddha is always in your heart. Whether you worship or not Bye, the Buddha understands."

"Huh! Sophistry!" After finishing speaking, Shui Zhan stopped arguing with Yucun, and ordered his attendants to donate the money of sesame oil to the monk, and then bowed three times in front of the Buddha. After leaving the hall, he walked to the mountain behind the temple. Talking to Yucun standing aside, said:

"How have you been doing your homework these past few days?"

When Yucun heard the words, he felt awkward in his heart. Why did Shui Zhan's tone sound like an old man teaching his son!He slandered in his heart, but on the face he did not dare to offend the future emperor, so he said:

"I read books from the inn, and often exchange papers with my classmates."

Shui Zhan heard Yucun say that he often wrote papers with his classmates. He felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He frowned slightly and said, "Student? I didn't see you with anyone when I was in Jinan. Why did you have more classmates when you arrived in the capital? Could it be that you were with that mess?" A dandy who eats and drinks together?"

Hearing this, Yucun felt more and more that Shui Zhan's scolding him was like a father scolding his son. When he went to the capital, he made a friend with Zhang Tingyu, and they ate and drank together. Thinking of this, Yucun smiled a little funny, and said : "When I first came to the capital, I had a good relationship, but my knowledge is good."

Hearing this, Shui Zhan stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Jia Yucun. What he asked just now was "those". Like it, a burst of anger suddenly rushed up, his face darkened, he suppressed his anger, and said in a low voice: "Oh? What is the name of your classmate? Where is he from?"

Yucun saw that Shui Zhan's face darkened, but he didn't know where he had offended His Highness again, so he said cautiously: "My classmate's surname is Zhang, his name is Tingyu, and his name is Hengchen, but he doesn't know where he is from."

When Shui Zhan heard it, Zhang Tingyu?The son of Zhang Ying, a scholar of the Wenhua Palace, seems to be the name, squinting his eyes slightly, Shui Zhan thought to go back and ask someone to check it out.

"I don't know where you dare to make friends with him?" It's really irrational, Shui Zhan is very dissatisfied with Yucun's friendship situation.

Listening to Shui Zhan's reprimand, Yucun knew his temper and didn't want to deny Zhang Tingyu, so he just listened respectfully without saying a word.

Seeing Yucun's seemingly respectful but disobedient appearance, the more Shui Zhan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, so he said to Yucun, "I saw that you came to the capital alone, and there is no book boy to take care of you. I will arrange one for you some other day. In the next two days Just stay in the inn and don't run around!"

Of course, Yucun would not object to Shui Zhan's decision. Although there is an extra person watching him, it is also a good thing to have a free servant to take care of him, so he bowed his hands and nodded in agreement.

At that time, a gust of wind blew, blowing a strand of untight black hair from Yucun's temple, gently scratching the exposed half of Yucun's side face, as elegant as a banished fairy, Shui Zhan couldn't help but look a little silly.

After Yucun's ceremony, his eyes were lowered. He didn't see Shui Zhan speaking for a long time. The wintersweet is hidden in the crystal snow, and the wind blows a delicate fragrance, which is refreshing. He said: "The flowers of this wintersweet are lovely."

Yucun is more beautiful than wintersweet, Shui Zhan admired it in his heart, but turned his face and said, "Well, there is some aura."

Seeing that Shui Zhan seemed to be in a good mood, the entourage who followed Shui Zhan said, "Mr. Jia has a superb literary talent. The plum blossoms are in full bloom today. Why don't you write a poem to cheer you up?"

Shui Zhan was furious when he heard the entourage's words. Could it be that the eunuch regarded Jia Yucun as a jester for fun!Su Peisheng didn't know where he picked this eunuch to take over, how dare he speak like that!

"Bold! There is a place for you, a slave, to speak here!"

The eunuch turned pale immediately upon hearing Shui Zhan's reprimand, and knelt down and begged for mercy.

Seeing that Shui Zhan was angry, Yucun knew that he was under strict control. The father-in-law was afraid that he would be punished, so he intentionally interceded for him, saying: "Your Highness, I think this father-in-law is also unintentional. Besides, the plum blossoms are blooming just right today, and Yucun's poetry is flourishing." Right now, I intend to show my ugliness in front of His Highness, I wonder if His Highness has a sense of elegance?"

Hearing this, Shui Zhan knew that Yucun wanted to excuse the eunuch. He thought that Yucun's heart was too soft, but somehow he felt a lot better, so he said, "You are quick in writing, so I came to listen to it."

Yucun bowed his hands to promise, and chanted:

"The breeze caresses the pink powder,

swinging beauty;

Snowfall leftover element,

Angry and ashamed! (This poem is sponsored by Shuyou Zhizhi, O(n_n)O~)"

After Yucun finished singing, Shui Zhan tasted it and said: "It's not bad, it's not as good as your "Baotu Spring Fu". Don't play with things and lose your mind."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said to the eunuch who was still kneeling on the ground, "Forget it, since Yucun begged for mercy, I will spare you once, and go back to find Su Peisheng to receive the punishment."

The eunuch kowtowed to thank him without mentioning it.

All the way up along the winding path at the back of the mountain, there are fewer and fewer people, and the plum blossoms are more and more brilliant. Shui Zhan is always indifferent, and Yu Village is not that talkative person. After walking around in silence for half a day, one of the two people enjoyed the flowers and the other watched the people, and they both had fun.

At noon on that day, the two of them had gone to a very remote place with few people. After walking for half a day, the big furniture was very hungry, so they sent the guards around them back to Tianqi Temple to find some food. Only Shui Zhan, Yu Village, and the little eunuch who made a mistake just now were left.

Looking at the wintersweet blooming among the snow bushes, Yucun wanted to touch and smell it a long time ago, but he just felt that the prince Shui Zhan was by his side, so he shouldn't be too presumptuous.Because the place is inaccessible, Shui Zhan seems to be concentrating on admiring a cluster of unusually brilliant plum blossoms in full bloom under one side of the tree. Then he stretches out his hand and touches the pistils containing snow. Creamy.

Shui Zhan turned his head and saw that the plum blossoms were really cute. He was about to call Yucun to come over to watch, when he saw this scene next to him.At that time, it was snowing again and again, and