Tingshang Baisha-Ultimate series fan

(zero)

In the dilapidated mansion, the red paint on the gate of the mansion has long been in pieces. Although the plaque with the inscription "Ruan Mansion" is hung on the gate impartially, the wood carvings on the plaque are missing some patterns. Some wood was pecked away by passing geese and birds in the years.

The two stone lions standing outside the gate of the mansion still silently guard the old house, and the beggar who has nowhere to go sits beside them, leaning on the cold stone, without any worry of being chased away by the owner of the house.

If it weren't for the old man sitting at the gate of the mansion smoking a pipe leisurely with his eyes closed, he might have been regarded as an abandoned house long ago.

The unremarkable middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes held a five or six-year-old girl in his hand, and stood at the gate of the mansion for a while as if he was remembering something, before he led the girl to the door with his eyes closed and twitching. beside the smoking old man.

"Uncle Wang." He lowered his body and said softly to the old man leaning on the reclining chair.

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

Aware of the arrival of someone, he sat upright slowly, turned his head away, the pipe he held in his hand was still smoking, squinted his eyes, and looked up and down at the unexpected visitor.

After watching for a long time, the old man's hoarse voice sounded, "...Axian?"

"Hey." Hearing this, Ah Xian couldn't help laughing, "It's me."

The old man also smiled, as if seeing an old friend.

He glanced at the girl obediently led by A Xian, "This is?"

A Xian glanced in the direction of the old man, then hurried back: "This is my daughter."

However, the old man's smile disappeared suddenly. He turned his head and squinted his eyes to look at the blue sky covered by some clouds. "It's been so many years before you know it...you even have a daughter."

Ah Xian seemed to be taken aback for a moment, looking at the old man's face that had been wrinkled by the years, he didn't know how to speak.

The daughter holding her hand seemed to be aware of her father's absence, and he shook Ah Xian's arm, "Daddy?"

Pulled back to God by his daughter, he still didn't do anything.He looked at the old man who was still sitting on the couch, not wanting to disturb his meditation.

After a long time, the old man stood up slowly.He walked towards the slightly open door, and the hoarse voice sounded again: "Since you're here, come in and sit down."

"Uncle Wang!" Ah Xian stopped the old man who was walking towards the gate.

The old man stopped, but did not turn his head.

"...is the young master back?"

The old man took another heavy and slow step.

"If he comes back, why should I still sit at the door and wait for him..."

(One)

"Axian, grind ink for this young master."

A boy in a blue and white shirt with a small safe golden lock around his neck stepped into the room one by one, and was so startled that the book boy who was cleaning the study almost kicked over the basin at his feet.

Axian hurried to the door of the room to hold the glazed red that was on the sidelines, which was knocked into the corner of the table by the young man who hurried in, "Hey, my little ancestor, can you slow down, why are you in such a hurry?"

The anxious little ancestor didn't pay any attention to Ah Xian's question, "Come quickly, grind ink!"

The young man had already picked up the pen and spread out the fine rice paper. Just as he was about to reach out and grab a few paperweights, his sleeves flashed across the messy tabletop, and there was a burst of tinkling clangs.

The young man in blue looked even more irritable. He glanced at Ah Xian who was about to put down the ink stone in his hand, and hurriedly squatted down and said, "You grind your ink." A paperweight that has been knocked and missing a little bit.

"Master, what are you planning?" Ah Xian looked at Ruan Wenren, who was frowning for a while, meditating on the tip of his pen, and gesticulating with a blank piece of white paper. It's going to cause trouble again.

——The second young master of the Ruan family, who is notoriously ugly and stupid in the capital, wants to write a pen, but it is even more thrilling than the upright little bully of the capital, who does not gamble or whore, enters the brothel.

Mr. Ruan's family dipped his ink, "The one surnamed Sun said in public that I can't even write big characters, so I want to show him!"

Hehe, for such a reason, the second young master of the Ruan family, who burned five teachers, three handfuls of hair and two beards, actually started writing like this.

But it can only be because of this one reason.

Seeing his young master swiping his brush, Ah Xian left a few black and crooked lines on the white rice paper without hesitation.

"You better stop writing..."

"How can I do that? Isn't that equivalent to acquiescing? How embarrassing." There are a few more curved black lines on the rice paper.

Ah Xian took a careful look at his son's masterpiece.

Tsk tsk, one stroke is not thick or thin, just the width, it's amazing.

"But it's even more embarrassing to write."

As soon as Ah Xianfu finished speaking, Ruan Wenren immediately picked up the brush, and the ink dripped down the tip of the brush, leaving a thick ink stain on the already unsightly paper.He heard his young master muttering to himself, "Yes."

Immediately, the rice paper, which had been ruined beyond recognition, was picked up by the Ruan people, and ruthlessly softened into a ball.He threw it casually, and the ball of paper fell gently to the ground.

Seeing that Ruan Wenren finally calmed down a bit, Ah Xian hurriedly squatted down to clean up the mess brought about by the little devil in front of him.

Still tidying up, Ah Xian heard a voice from above: "No, this young master can't just let it go, this time I was tricked by that surnamed Sun, this young master has to return it."

Hearing this, Ah Xian picked up the last pen that fell on the ground, and sighed silently in his heart.Well, there is no need to stop.

But before he had time to suppress the little devil's enthusiasm for making trouble, the voice he wanted to say came from the door.

The eldest son of the Sun family was dressed in white, with his hands folded across his chest, leaning against the door seemingly casually. He didn't even look at Ruan Wenren who was already angry. He just lowered his head slightly and looked at the ground, leaning against the door railing , looks like a talented person. "Give it back to me? Just rely on your little ability?"

It is commonplace for a well-trained book boy to quickly pick up the cheapest porcelain bottle in the entire study and hand it to his young master.

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Ah Yin decisively opened his eyes.

——Sun Ce was leisurely playing with the porcelain vase in his hand, whether he threw the porcelain vase up, as if provoking Ruan Wen people.

Ah Xian turned his head and looked at Ruan Wenren beside him.

——Not looking at Sun Ce at all, but looking left and right in the room.

"Oh no, you can't drop these porcelain bottles. My mother said that if you fall, you will kill me. This pen...is too light. This paperweight...can't be too small. This..."

Ah Yin is very calm, obviously it is more common than rare.

The eldest son of the Sun family standing at the door was still smiling, holding the porcelain bottle that was just thrown in his hand, and walked towards the blue-clothed boy wearing a golden lock. "Here, is this okay?"

Ruan Wenren subconsciously turned his head and looked at the porcelain bottle Sun Ce handed over.

Seeing his young master's eyes light up, Ah Xian hurriedly reached out to take the porcelain bottle from Mr. Sun's hand, raised his head and said thank you to the person in front of him.

Then suddenly he raised the porcelain bottle and threw it at the person who had just thanked him.

The next moment, Major Sun's family placed the porcelain vase he had just taken back on the table, and before waiting for any reaction from the person standing beside him, he walked towards the door without looking back, "I'm just passing by. Goodbye."

Naturally, it was impossible for the second young master of the Ruan family to watch Sun Ce leave, so he chased after him without hesitation.

The ending is obvious.

After looking at the door for a while, Ruan Wenren returned to the study with some dejection.

"I will never let him go next time!" The young man in blue said to himself angrily.

Ah Yin secretly let go of his heart, and felt grateful for the study that was spared from the disaster, but his mouth never stopped: "You say that every time."

What followed was the expected, seemingly vicious glare.

(two)

The drizzle was blown by the breeze and hit the roof and the ground obliquely, and even fell gently on the servants walking back and forth without any hindrance.

They didn't open umbrellas, they just bustled through the Ruan Mansion.Every year during the Qingming Festival, such scenes can always be found in the mansions of the major clans in the capital.

Although Ah Xian is the second young master's book boy, he was also called to help at this moment.

He carefully arranged the offerings, rows of ancestral tablets were neatly arranged in front of him, he stopped from time to time, and bowed three times to the Ruan family's ancestral tablets to show his respect, before continuing to stop Actions.

"Brother Ah Xian." As soon as he finished the work in hand, Ah Xian heard a call from behind.

He turned around.

The owner of the voice was dressed in goose yellow clothes, looking forward to a simple girly bun, and looked like he was in his [-]s.Standing in the middle of the mourning hall, holding a bamboo basket filled with white silk, she said to A Xian who was looking at her, "Can I ask you some questions?"

"Xiao Qinger, what's the problem?"

The girl didn't speak immediately, but looked around casually, and put the bamboo basket in her hand aside, "Shall we go out and talk?"

"It's busy here, why can't you—"

"Master's business." Xiao Qing'er interrupted A Xian's words in a low voice.

Ah Xian glanced at Xiao Qing'er with some doubts, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his young master had done something unpredictable. Immediately startled, he pointed to the southwest of the mourning hall and walked out of the mourning hall.

Xiao Qing'er naturally understood what A Xian meant, and followed her out.

Ah Xian didn't stop until he reached a place where there were no servants passing by, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, young master?"

"I just passed by the gate of the mansion, and saw the young master and another young master arguing fiercely at the gate, but none of the servants who passed by seemed to have seen it. I just came to this mansion, and I only know you a little bit, so I want to ask you "Xiao Qing'er is the granddaughter of Uncle Wang, the housekeeper. She grew up in a small town next to the capital, and she was brought here by Uncle Wang just this year when she was young, and she is also seeking a living in this mansion.

——So the entire capital knows that the youngest of the Sun family and the second youngest of the Ruan family have nothing good to do since they met in Luzhai, their enemy. For so many years, the whole mansion has seen the respected Mrs. Ruan and Miss Ruan, who is waiting for a family, and is so small. A sweeping boy in Tongtong has long been used to this situation, but this simple little girl is at a loss.

Ah Xian naturally didn't think of hiding anything about this well-known matter in the capital: "It's normal, Young Master Sun and our young master have been friends since they quarreled since childhood, and it's nothing to worry about."

"Master Sun?"

"It's Young Master Sun from General Sun's Mansion a few streets away."

Xiao Qing'er's eyes widened immediately: "That's the one, the eldest son of the Sun family, whom the elder sister in the mansion said a few days ago is famous all over the capital, strong in martial arts, and his father holds military power?"

Ah Yin nodded, expressing his affirmation.

"Why did the young master of the Sun family quarrel with the young master in our house?" This affirmation aroused the little girl's curiosity even more.

"It's a long story." Ah Xian obviously didn't intend to explain in detail, and he made a gesture to walk back to the mourning hall, "Everyone is busy, I will explain it to you next time."

But the little girl stood in front of Ah Xian and blocked the way, "We don't have much work, so it won't take long for you to tell me, Brother Ah Xian, please tell me, I'm curious."

Ah Xian didn't seem to hold back the little girl's request. He looked at the early sky, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Don't be curious about everything in the future, you will suffer sooner or later. The whole family knows about this, but I tell you No problem."

Xiao Qing'er in front of her nodded fiercely.

The drizzle is still falling from the sky without stopping, gently touching every inch of the land.The sky did not appear too dark because of the drizzle and the cover of the clouds. The slightly bright white light blew across the capital like the drizzle, harmonious and soft.

"I was bought into the mansion when I was ten years old. At that time, the young master was 12 years old..."

Because he was smarter than the newly bought children from other mansions, Uncle Wang did not hesitate to choose Ah Xian to be a book boy for the second young master of the Ruan family who had just been appointed by the Holy Majesty to study in the imperial study.

The Ruan family has a scholarly family, but it was only in Prime Minister Ruan's generation that they were officially appointed prime ministers, and the lintel of the family was glorious.Mrs. Nguyen gave birth to a daughter in her first birth, named Liren, and it took many years to give birth to Nguyen Vanren again.For Prime Minister Ruan, who was old and had a son, Ruan Wenren could be described as a veritable treasure of the entire Ruan Mansion.

It can be said that if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid of falling, and if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid of melting. It is not an exaggeration to describe the second young master of the Ruan family.

But although Prime Minister Ruan held his only son in the palm of his hand, all the lofty integrity of a literati can be said to be fully displayed in this prime minister who is known for his scholarly family.Ruan Liren and Ruan Wenren were taught by Prime Minister Ruan himself since they were young. Ruan Liren was a talented woman who was well-known in the capital since she was a child. Even Ruan Wenren, who was pampered and spoiled, was still a standard family child when she was 12 years old. Respect the teacher and respect the way.

At that time, Ah Xian was assigned to be the second youngest of the Ruan family as a book boy, and I have to say that he was very lucky.

If he hadn't accompanied the young master to study in the palace, or Ah Xian could only be an ordinary servant for the rest of his life, he wouldn't be able to see the stories that Ah Xian can see today.

(three)

Except for the royal children, only the children of the direct family members of the high-ranking and powerful families can enter the imperial study.

The direct descendants of this powerful family naturally include the 12-year-old Ruan Wenren, who was born in a scholarly family, and the 14-year-old Sun Ce, who was born in the Sun family who has been born for generations.

It is a good thing that the Ruan family, one civil and one military, stand in the court, and their abilities complement each other, but the northern barbarians invade every year. Prime Minister Ruan unsurprisingly advocates peace, and General Sun undoubtedly advocates declaring war.

So the two fought in the court for several years.

On the day when the sons of the family entered the imperial study, Prime Minister Ruan pulled Ruan Wenren, and Ah Xian stood behind Ruan Wenren, and saw the respected old prime minister pointing at General Sun not far away and Sun Ce standing beside General Sun, A good education.

It can be said that they are brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers in battle.

It can also be said that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

From the first day when the descendants of the family entered the imperial study, the relationship between the second young master of the Ruan family and the eldest young master of the Sun family has never ceased.But even so, the tricks between children are after all children's tricks, and it did not have any impact on Prime Minister Ruan and General Sun.

Ah Xian just watched Ruan Wenren and Sun Ce quarrel for two years, two years, two years.

Although Ruan Wenren, who had always focused only on stereotyped articles in the Four Books and Five Classics, had never been an opponent of Sun Ce, who was both civil and military, but thanks to the Sun Ce's repeated concessions, the tit-for-tat confrontation in the past two years did not really affect Ruan Wenren in the slightest.

At least during those two years, Ah Xian felt that Sun Ce did not affect Ruan Wenren.

It wasn't until the month just past the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the slight cool autumn wind blew through every corner of the capital, that Prime Minister Ruan left so suddenly.

The Ruan family is not a big family of generations, they are all educated scholars with two sleeves and high morals, only Prime Minister Ruan has become a first-rank official, and the whole Ruan family, including foreign relatives, is only one Prime Minister Ruan, Prime Minister Ruan is so sudden It was gone, and the Ruan Mansion lost its backbone in an instant.

If he left like this, the Ruan Mansion would still be a great family with a lingering prestige, and the 14-year-old Ruan Wenren had only experienced the pain of bereavement that everyone in the world would experience.

But how could it be possible for an official in the court to have no enemies.

Not to mention the upright Prime Minister Ruan.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered. Even if the Sun family hadn't taken any action, how could the former political opponents miss such an opportunity.Although there was no excessive direct suppression, the pressure from inside and outside almost brought down the Ruan family, who was still dressed in white.Ruan Wenren, who was held in the palm of his hand by Prime Minister Ruan, suddenly found that the world in his eyes seemed to be different.

The compliments that were spared no effort, the endless acquaintances, and the envy from his peers all turned into unimaginable ridicule and ridicule overnight.

The rest is to wait to see the indifferent eyes.

The young lady of the Ruan family, who had already grown up, was naturally able to bear this sudden change, but this seemingly innocuous blow was deeply imprinted in the heart of the 14-year-old second young master of the Ruan family.

Ah Yin accompanied Ruan Wenren to witness that time in person.

He also saw with his own eyes that a well-motivated and well-motivated son of an aristocratic family suddenly refused to say or do anything, but just stayed quietly in his own bedroom, his eyes gradually lost their luster.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ruan's iron-blooded wrists, women do not give in to men, and she can stabilize the entire Ruan family with the rare contacts in the court.

But it's still different.

When spring comes again, green grass breaks out from the land of the Ruan Mansion, and delicate flowers spread all over the Ruan Mansion. In the hands of this woman who has just been widowed for several months, Ruan Manor is still Ruan Manor, except for the loss of official status. Paying homage to Yipin Old Prime Minister Ruan, nothing seemed to have changed.

Only the second youngest of the Ruan family, who used to be lively and active, still stayed in his bedroom, not saying or doing anything.

Even Mrs. Ruan, who tried her best to turn the tide, stepped into her son's bedroom every day, trying to persuade him, but it never had any effect.

Ah Yin is still serving such Ruan Van people.

He almost thought that this young master's life was like this.

But Sun Ce suddenly appeared at the door of the bedroom of the second young master of the Ruan family.

Ah Yin has a deep memory of that time.Just now he opened the door with his lunch and walked out of the room, the 16-year-old Sun family eldest son appeared in front of him, dressed in white clothes, covered with dust.

Just as he was about to speak, the eldest son of the Sun family quickly covered his mouth: "Don't talk, I've been here many times and I was driven back by your family. It was hard for me to climb over the wall and find a place. Don't expose yourself I."

After the words fell, he let go of his hand and stopped covering Ah Xian's mouth. "Is your young master in there?"

For the eldest son of the Sun family who has been right with his young master for two years, Ah Xian unexpectedly does not have any rejection.Perhaps it was due to the big and small battles in the past two years, the young master of the Sun family has always been on point, obviously he can bully this young master of his family who only knows the Four Books and Five Classics mercilessly, but he has never been too merciful.

Ruan Wenren, who was in the chess game, couldn't see clearly, but Ah Xian, who had watched them quarrel for two years, could see clearly.

So Ah Xian didn't think that the young master of Prime Minister Ruan's deadly rival family would make trouble at such a time.

He nodded, pointed inside, and left with the dishes.

What happened after that, Axian didn't know.

All he knew was that on the second day after the eldest son of the Sun family left, the second young master of the Ruan family, who had been closed for nearly half a year, opened the door of his bedroom. The golden locks of peace, the black hair is high, and the white jade hairpin passes through his hair crown, lining up with the young man's white sleeves, matching the most famous appearance of Pan An, the most famous young master of the Ruan family. ——A worldly fairy who is alive and well.

Although that was just Ah Yin's illusion for a moment.

Since then, the capital is still changing the years in the daily spring, summer, autumn and winter, spring rain, summer, autumn wind, winter snow, year after year, day after day.The Huafang brothel by the lake in the eastern suburbs is still full of singing and singing every day, and the emperor sitting on the court is still planning and giving orders. The Yun'an Temple located outside the capital in the west is still beeping every day. Hidden under an imperceptible void, the capital is still the capital.

But among the dandies in the capital, there was a Ruan family's second youngest, who wore suave and suave clothes, wore a dandy look, sang romantic songs, and painted red cards from opera houses.

The eldest son of the Sun family is still the usual talented man, a talented man with both civil and military skills, good contacts and influence.

Time passed quietly in the singer's pipa painting fan, but the quarrel between Sun Ce, the little king of the capital, and Ruan Wenren, the little devil in the world, never stopped, and it spread throughout the entire capital, making it a household name.

(three)

"It turns out that the young master and the eldest son of the Sun family are rivals." Xiao Qing'er sat on the corridor, resting her chin, looking at the flower garden outside the corridor.

Ah Xian was suddenly stunned by the question, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The accumulated drops of drizzle slowly slid down the glazed tiles of the house, dripping rhythmically and regularly into the soil of the flower garden outside the porch.

After a while, Ah Xian just opened his mouth and replied: "The biggest enemy is the enemy, but it is also... the best friend."

If it weren't for Sun Ce who overcame the wall four years ago, Ah Xian wouldn't even know what kind of Ruan Van people today would be.

"……what?"

"Let's go, the house is busy."

"oh oh……"

"..."

The drizzle is still endlessly covering the entire bustling capital city. The Ruan Mansion of the scholarly family is shuttling busy servants. Mrs. Ruan is looking at the wooden fish consecrated by Master Jingyu of Yun'an Temple in her hand, and is chanting The Buddhist scriptures are waiting for the time to kneel down to worship the ancestors. The red gate, the brand-new plaque hung high, the solemn and solemn stone lions stand on the left and right sides of the gate of Ruan Mansion, and the white silk is gradually hung on the mourning hall of Ruan Mansion.

This is what Ah Xian saw when he passed by the main entrance.

The second young master of the Ruan family held a fan in his hand, with a romantic and unrestrained face, but his face was full of resentment. The young master of the Sun family leaned against the red lacquered gate of the Ruan mansion just as he had leaned on the door of the second young master's study a few days ago, embracing , looking at the second young master of the Ruan family who was very impatient in front of him, full of satisfaction.

"...Why can't this young master do it? Tomorrow, my young master will prepare the dowry gift and find someone to match him with!"

"How could Miss Qiao's family fall in love with you, the little devil in the world?"

"How do you know if you don't try? This young master wants to see whether the daughter of the Qiao family chooses you or me!" The second young master of the Ruan family was obviously aroused by the other party's contempt.

This time, the eldest son of the Sun family was merciless, "You bastard, how can you have me?"

After finishing speaking, Fang smiled with a provocative face.

Seeing these two people coming and going, Ah Xian finally understood the reason for the quarrel at this moment.

Recently, in the Qingming Festival, countless aristocratic families went to Yun'an Temple, a national temple in the west of the capital, to pray and pay homage to their ancestors.The day before yesterday, in front of Yun'an Temple, Qiao Shilang's family prayed, and met the young master of the Sun family who came riding a horse. Dressed in white, he rode his horse and stepped on the dust to stop in front of Yun'an Temple.

The boy dismounted, and the Qiao family left slowly in a sedan chair.

The handkerchief held by the beautiful woman floated to the feet of the eldest son of the Sun family who had just dismounted.

The eldest daughter of the Qiao family, Qiao Wei, is in her prime and has a good reputation all over the imperial capital. The matchmaker proposing marriage for the children in the capital has already broken through the threshold of the Qiao family.The eldest son of the Sun family has both civil and military skills, General Sun and the veterans of the two dynasties have made great contributions, and the youngest of the Sun family has almost become the designated candidate for the number one scholar in the cultural relics imperial examination after three months.

And just in front of Yun'an Temple, the members of the Qiao family who put down the curtains threw down the handkerchiefs of Miss Xianggui.

On the second day, rumors that Sun Qiao was about to marry had already spread.

Thinking of this, Ah Xian looked at his young master, and immediately realized that it must be his young master who found fault with Young Master Sun again.

— but the result is obvious.

Sure enough, when Ruan Wenren heard the words, he hurriedly pointed the fan in his hand at Sun Ce who was leaning against the door. After holding back for a long time, he hesitated and said, "I...I am prettier than you!"

Ah Yin nodded, yes, this is the truth.

"Do you know how to wield a knife and a gun?" The youngest of the Sun family said calmly.

"I... that's a vulgar thing that you martial arts masters would do!"

"Then you can write and write?"

"Of course!" The answer was without hesitation.

"What is the beginning of the text of the scriptures?"

Hearing this, Ruan Wenren was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his head to look at the book boy beside him, and asked in a voice that he thought was not heard by Young Master Sun who was leaning against the door: "What is it?"

Ah Xian was helpless, and was just about to speak, when Young Master Sun's confident and deep voice came from over there: "The stereotyped article starts with three sentences, that is, the four parts of "Le Tian", and then four sentences in the middle, and then repeats "protecting the world." 'Four shares, take back four sentences, and then make a big conclusion."

"This young master just forgot for a while!" The person who still refused to admit defeat continued to argue.

Sun Ce ignored Ruan Wenren's strong support, and said to himself: "You can neither wield knives and guns, nor do you know how to wield words and ink. How could Miss Qiao fall in love with you?"

Hearing this, Ruan Wenren's eyes gradually widened, obviously extremely angry. "you you you you……"

He was persistent with the fan, and pointed at Sun Ce for a while, but he didn't know how to refute.

After a long time, he finally choked out another sentence: "I... I'm still prettier than you!"

Sun Ce finally straightened up, no longer leaning against the red lacquered gate of the Ruan Mansion.

He walked over and snatched the fan that had been pointed at him for a long time.Before Ruan Wenren stretched out his hand to snatch it, the closed fan lightly tapped the boy's forehead.

Followed by the voice of the eldest son of the Sun family, "Fool."

The second young master of the Ruan family was completely stunned at the door of his house.

Sun Ce turned around and walked towards the street. The folding fan was thrown from the hands of the man in white, and Ah Xian quickly took it.

The white figure quickly disappeared at the corner of the street.

He shook his fan in front of Ruan Wenren, who was staring at the intersection of the street where Sun Ce had disappeared, "Master?"

Still stay.

He shouted: "Master! The ancestor worship is about to begin!"

The blue-clothed and white-clothed young man shuddered and murmured fiercely, "This bastard!"

"Go to the mourning hall." He said, then took the folding fan from the hand of his book boy, turned around and walked into the mansion.

(four)

On the top of Yunji Mountain, there is an endless stream of visitors to and from the Yun'an Temple where incense is curling up.

The drizzle of Qingming subsided for a while, but the temples on the mountain became busy.

The wishing tree in front of the main hall is covered with red silk with sachets hanging, and the silk is full of prayers of good men and women.The shadows of people beside the tree were all throwing specially prepared sachets towards the towering tree.

The second young master of the Ruan family, a well-known playboy in the capital, is also holding two sachets in his hands at the moment, looking up at the big tree covered in red silk with frowning eyes.

"Master, why don't you throw it up?" Ah Xian stood beside Ruan Wenren, somewhat puzzled by his young master's actions at the moment.

Ruan Wenren still raised his head and looked at the situation on the tree, "Mother and sister asked Ben to hang their sachets better, so as not to get entangled with everyone else's. But now the lower part of the tree They are all hung up, and the higher ones can't be hung up, which is annoying."

Although the second young master of the Ruan family is well-known in the world as a dandy, good people don't learn from bad ones, he left five teachers with all his might, and often stayed at the flower shop overnight, but with his notoriety of dandyism, there are still people Incredibly filial piety.

This young son of an aristocratic family is a dandy, but he is also respectful and law-abiding, and he is filial first class.

Mrs. Ruan has been a widow for many years, and even supported the entire Ruan family after the death of Prime Minister Ruan. The bitterness of the years has been seen by the people of Ruan Wen who already understand the world. How can they not respect such a respectable mother.

What's more, the Ruan family is sparsely populated, and there are only old Mrs. Ruan and a son and a daughter in the inner family. How can the Ruan Wen people disrespect and love their only two relatives.

It is precisely because of this that the second young master of the Ruan family can spend a lot of money in the theater, and can stay in the gambling house for three days in a row, but he can't ignore such small requests as old lady Ruan and Miss Ruan hanging sachets.

"Why don't I borrow a ladder from the temple, and I'll hang it up." Axian suggested to his young master.

Ruan Wenren seemed to think for a while, then nodded and said: "Well, I can't throw it so high."

"Why bother?" Sun Ce's voice came from behind.

When Ruan Wenren reacted, the two red silk sachets in his hands were no longer there, and the eldest son of the Sun family, who was dressed in white, grabbed the sachet that was still in Ruan Wenren's hand just now, and jumped up and down. After a few strokes, the two sachets hung firmly on the highest branch.

Ruan Wenren looked at Sun Ce who landed softly, and dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "I didn't ask you to help me."

"If I don't help, even if you borrow a ladder, there is no ladder that can let you hang so high."

"Anyway, I won't thank you." He curled his lips.

"I never thought you would thank me."

"Why did you come to Yun'an Temple? Didn't you just come here a few days ago, and you met the eldest lady of the Qiao family?" The second young master of the Ruan family seemed to want to return the embarrassment of the past few days, "I haven't heard of it Has there been any family marriage recently? Why, isn’t someone good at writing, ink, knives and guns? The marriage proposal has been rejected, right?”

A Xian glanced at his young master who was full of pride, and then at the eldest son of the Sun family who was smiling casually.

That's right, if you don't want to go back, you might as well eat it.he thought.

Sure enough, the young master of the Sun family answered without hesitation, "When did I tell you that I was going to ask for marriage?"

"You were in front of my young man's residence the day before yesterday—" Ruan Wenren's voice paused.

Sun Ce immediately continued calmly: "The day before yesterday, in front of the Ruan Mansion, there was indeed a person who kept clamoring to go to Qiao's house to ask for marriage."

The young man with black hair and jade crown lost his voice. For some reason, he didn't try his best to fight back as usual.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

After a while, the second young master of the Ruan family turned around angrily and walked towards the gate of the temple.

Sun Ce just stood there with a smile in his eyes, watching Ruan Wen angrily leave.

"Hey, young master, please walk slowly!" Ah Xian didn't expect his young master to make such a move, he stayed for a while, and then raised his foot to catch up.

The young man who was walking very fast did not intend to stop at all, and walked towards the gate of the temple without looking back.

Ah Yin managed to catch up with his young master, and said with a little panting: "Master, we still have to go to the meditation room to see Master Jingyu! The meditation room is over there!"

The abbot of Master Jingyu Yun'an Temple is also a good friend of Prime Minister Ruan Lao. Prime Minister Ruan was a frequent visitor of Yun'an Temple during his lifetime and often played chess with Master Jingyu Temple.Out of etiquette, whenever he went up the mountain to offer incense or pray, Ruan Wenren would always meet with Master Jingyu, even though Master Jingyu always gave some profound Buddhist teachings that the second young master of the Ruan family would have a headache after hearing.

Hearing this, the second young master of the Ruan family stopped abruptly, turned his head and gave his book boy a fierce look, then turned his head angrily again, and walked towards the meditation room.

Passing by Sun Ce who was still standing calmly looking at Ruan Wenren's foolishness again, the second young master of the Ruan family kicked him without hesitation before continuing to the meditation room.

——This kick was naturally missed.

(Fives)

In the days to come, life was still the same as usual.

Ah Xian always saw the eldest son of the Sun family appearing in front of him and his young master, or jumped out from the open window of the bedroom, or leaned against the door of the study, smiling freely. ——It is impossible for the youngest of the Sun family to come in through the gate of the Ruan Mansion. Prime Minister Ruan issued an order when he was still alive.

Of course, the eldest son of the Sun family, who never entered the brothel, always threw stones at the room where the second young master of the Ruan family lived through the window under the brothel, trying to avoid the second young master of the Ruan family's interest in drinking flower wine.

The days of civil and military imperial examinations are getting closer and closer.

Ah Xian didn't pay attention either, she was still in front of the dandy young master's book boy, helping to clean the study and bedroom from time to time, the days didn't seem to change much.

Until noon one day, Ruan Wenren, who gambled in the casino yesterday and went back to Ruan Mansion, fell asleep and fell asleep until noon, sat up from the bed, took the handkerchief A Xian handed over, wiped his face, and finally seemed to mutter He murmured to himself, "Why hasn't that person surnamed Sun disappeared recently?"

Hearing this, Ah Xian just realized that something has really been missing in recent days.

——The eldest son of the Sun family teased his young master with a smile on his lips, looking calm and calm.

Ah Xian silently wiped the kerchief on his son's face, and continued to do other things without saying anything. He wanted to say "Shouldn't you be happy that he's not here?", but somehow he couldn't open his mouth.

A few days later, the second young master of the Ruan family was drinking with a group of playboys in the No. [-] wine shop in the capital.

He was still wearing the usual blue and white shirt, with a medium-sized safe golden lock hanging around his neck, and he looked like a playboy.Ah Xian stood behind Ruan Wenren and poured him a glass of wine.

Sitting next to Ruan Wenren, the son took a sip of wine and said to Ruan Wenren, "Second Young Master Ruan, why do you look unhappy? I thought you should be very happy."

"What is there to be happy about, Master?"

"Did Er Shao Ruan not know? I thought you already knew. Didn't you see Young Master Sun these days? I heard that Young Master Sun was bewitched for some reason, and many doctors were invited to say There is no problem with the body, but I just don’t wake up. No, I just sent it to Master Jingyu of Yun’an Temple to have a look yesterday.” The man said, and took another sip of wine, “The cultural relics imperial examination is about to start, I don’t care about grandchildren. Whether the young master wakes up or not, I am afraid that today's champion of martial arts will be missed. Hey, if this happened, you should be the happiest."

The second young master of the Ruan family and the eldest young master of the Sun family have had a feud since General Sun and Prime Minister Ruan, and they were instantly ignited when they met. Everyone in the capital knew about it.

It stands to reason that the second young master of the Ruan family should be the happiest.

But the second young master of the Ruan family, who should have been the happiest, was stunned for a moment, and then he said in disbelief: "Don't make fun of me, isn't that Sun who is a martial artist, why did he get caught so easily?"

"Second Young Master, what I said is true! Many children from aristocratic families know about it. Maybe everyone thinks that you already know about it, so they didn't tell you."

"Oh... that's right..." Ruan Wenren raised his glass in a daze after hearing this, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ah Xian looked at his young master's abnormal state, but continued to pour a glass of wine silently.

The second young master of the Ruan family didn't enjoy drinking at all.Seeing that Ruan Wenren was drinking all the time, Ah Xian frowned.

Until returning to the Ruan Mansion, the young man's frown still did not loosen.The young master, who was already completely drunk, returned to the bedroom with the support of his own book boy.

Ah Xian gently put his young master on the bed, and was about to get some hot water when the drunk man suddenly said something.

"I'm so worried...what's the matter..."

The voice became lower and lower, Ah Xian looked at it, and found that his young master had completely fallen asleep.

He sighed, straightened Ruan Wenren's body, and then left the bedroom to fetch hot water for the drunk who had already fallen asleep.

The next day, the little novice monk from Yun'an Temple visited Nguyen Mansion.

"The abbot wants to borrow Benefactor Ruan's safety lock." The little novice said.

The Ruan family son in the study is holding a fan, and the safety lock in the mouth of the little novice is hung around his neck.Sitting at the desk, he fanned his fan and asked, "The Ping An lock is originally consecrated by the master. It is no problem for the master to borrow the book. But can you please tell me the reason? When the young master was born, the master said that he had a bad breath." Importantly, this safety lock is given to me by the master to ward off evil spirits and avoid evil, and I have never taken it off for 18 years, and now I have lent it out, so I still need to know the reason."

Hearing the words, the little novice replied without hesitation: "Naturally, benefactor Ruan should have told the reason. Benefactor Sun Ce and Sun Ce have been in a coma for many days. They were sent to the temple by people from the Sun family yesterday. The abbot must be possessed by demon energy. However, it is impossible to get rid of the evil energy for the time being. The donor's safety lock is a treasure handed down from generation to generation.