You Shu was just glad that she escaped from the wolf's den of the Wang family, but the boy opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and walked over step by step. But he still failed, and was bounced off by some invisible force after a few meters. The girl was afraid that he would float away, so she quickly dragged him back. The two ghosts circled around the pavilion in a hurry.
What exactly did Wang Tianyou do to this sister and brother? Make them want to eat him raw? You Shu was curious, but she didn't plan to meddle in her own business. Although the Wang family abandoned him, he had no intention of going back with revenge. Repaying virtue with virtue, and repaying grievance with directness, Youshu always pays attention to fairness in his work. The Wang family ignores him, and he also treats the Wang family as a stranger. If the Wang family had to kill him, he would take action.
While thinking about it, everyone in the pavilion has begun to recite poetry and paint. Wang Tianyou was able to speak at the age of one, write poetry at the age of three, and was admitted as a scholar at the age of nine. At the age of fifteen, he became the youngest Juren in the Ming Dynasty. He was known as a peerless prodigy in Shangjing. When it comes to painting and calligraphy, he ranks second, and no one in the audience dares to climb first, even the eldest ones are silent and just look at him.
Wang Tianyou was not humble, and asked the maid to spread out a piece of white rice paper, and wrote a parallel essay in the letter. To put it bluntly, parallel prose is just a game of words, limited by the format, it is difficult to express profound meaning and rich content, but it uses allusions and piles up rhetoric to achieve the purpose of showing off literary talent. But today's literati and writers are not tired of it. Whoever can write a poem of Banxiang Song Yan will be famous in Beijing in a moment.
Before Wang Tianyou finished writing, the bystanders were already amazed, and some people were shaking their heads and chanting, and their expressions were very intoxicated. When the last word fell, he smiled and cupped his hands, "Please correct me."
The two little ghosts became more and more unwilling, roaring and crying, blood and tears gradually flowing from their eyes, obviously hated to the extreme. If anyone could see this horrific scene, would they still be able to say those compliments? You Shu lowered her eyes and pouted.
When the ink was dry, everyone rushed to pass on the article. After reading it, Prince Wei handed it to his old friend and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness's article was also a must in Beijing. Now ten years have passed, it is time to read it. Look at the level of the younger generation.”
Ji Changye only glanced at him and waved his hand, "It's nothing but Er'er, don't look at it." Not to mention the relationship between the Wang family and the fourth prince, and regardless of Wang Tianyou's attitude towards him, he is Wang Xiangqian's concubine, and Wang Xiangqian works hard for the mother and son. Suppressing Youshu and Song, he couldn't have the slightest affection for each other.
But err? Wang Tianyou is in the literary world, and he has never met such a low-level judgment before, and suddenly asked sharply, "Is it unfair to open the opening without reading it, Your Highness? Please read it carefully and correct it."
"This hall has not returned to Beijing for a long time, but the people in Beijing have forgotten that this hall has the ability to be remembered. Correct? You don't have the qualifications, but the righteous brother of this hall can ask you for a lesson or two." Ji Changye will stand behind him The boy who ate the cake pulled over and said warmly, "You Shu, teach the prince well."
Youshu hurriedly wrapped the cake, put it back in his sleeve pocket, and seriously promised, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely teach Wang Gongzi to be a good man." He will definitely go all out for the master's order.
Ji Changye gently wiped off the cake residue from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "How many times have I said, don't call me the master of this hall, call me brother."
"Good master." You Shu pursed her lips and squeezed out two small dimples.
Seeing Shizi Wei who couldn't bear to laugh, Ji Changye had the urge to hold his forehead. In his heart, You Shu was no longer a servant, but the person closest to him, but no matter how many times he reminded him, You Shu was always reluctant to change his name, as if he liked the word "Master" very much. That's all, just go with him.
Ji Changye reluctantly suppressed the urge to poke the boy's dimples, stood up, and personally laid out the rice paper for him and polished the ink. If Wang Tianyou is a peerless child prodigy, what should you call you Shu who can learn what to do? Today, he wants to show these people what is "a frog at the bottom of a well" and what is "a mountain is still a mountain high".
You Shu hardly needs to think about it, just pick up the pen and start writing after dipping it in ink. He has been by Ji Changye's side since he was a child, and the fonts have long been similar to each other in subtle ways.
"Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of Longguang She Niudou; outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch... Good, good! The beginning of the chapter is majestic and galloping! Good writing, I have only seen it in my life, and there is nothing like it!" Others were still immersed in awe, and Shizi Wei had already stunned.
If Wang Tianyou's article is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, then this ci and fu is unique in the world. Everyone was at a loss for words. Ten years later, the third prince still did not lose the prestige of the first son of the Empress Yuan, and there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers around him, and talents were born in large numbers.
On the other hand, Wang Tianyou blushed, looked at the speeches on the table, then looked at the careless third prince and the young man, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
"Wen Wu is first, Wu Wu is second. I didn't expect that the so-called leader of the three young masters in the capital could not afford to lose so much, and his temperament is really narrow. Forget it, there is Shu, let's go." Ji Changye led the boy away slowly . He had known for a long time that Shu was an extraordinary learner, and he was improving every day. If he hadn't refused to take part in the imperial examination, where would Wang Tianyou be now
Youshu took out the cakes and continued to eat, but she was thoughtful. Just now, Wang Tianyou's personal maid has been staring at him, and when he left, he turned back frequently, with a surprised expression on his face. Have you discovered his life experience? Because of the things in his heart, he didn't know the taste of the food when he was eating fast food, so he hurriedly picked up two bowls of rice and gave up. Ji Changye only when he saw that the Wang family was touched, called him aside and comforted him softly, and then slept in his arms.
When he got up again, You Shu was much normal, making Ji Changye laugh secretly in his heart. These fifteen years have really grown in vain, and it is still like when I was a child. As long as I have enough food, warm clothes, and sleep well, I will be happy and free of worries. But that's fine, this is what he likes You Shu.
You Shu had just put on her clothes, but before she had time to put on her shoes, she stood barefoot on the carpet of flowers, her ankle-length black hair was scattered over her shoulders, lining her wet eyes that had not yet woken up, she looked like she had lost her way. child, quite lovable. Ji Changye put one arm around his slender waist, and hooked his leg with the other, picked him up, weighed him, and said with a smile, "My family has lost weight recently. If you eat vegetarian food, you will only get thinner."
Although Shu Shu was heartless, Ji Changye did not dare to let the young man stay with the Wang family for a long time. After all, he was a child raised by himself. Seeing him absent-minded and sullen, Ji Changye felt very distressed. If his old friends were not here, he would have been able to go home immediately.
Shu reflexively hugged the young man's neck, there was no smile on his face, but there were two small dimples on the side of his cheek, and habitually approached, rubbing the young man's smooth chin with the tip of his nose. The two have been together for ten years, and they don't think so, but in the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is a bit too close. Especially the young man still has such a bright, spring-like, autumn-moon-like face, and his clothes are disheveled, which is easy to conjure people's imaginations.
The host of the Bodhi Temple, Master Xuan Ming, and the third prince were friends at the end of the year.
"Where, Master, please come in." Ji Changye immediately put down Yushu and said apologetically, "Please wait a moment, Master." While saying that, he helped the boy put on his shoes and socks and tied his hair.
Master Xuanming felt even more embarrassed. He didn't want to leave or stay, so he folded his hands together and recited a word of Buddha. Fortunately, Ji Changye has a lot of experience in bringing children, and will soon have Shu tidy up and let him go out to play by himself. How dare you go, push open the window of the room, and point to the stone table outside the courtyard, "I'm eating snacks outside, and the master can see me as soon as he looks up."
The young man has always been clinging to himself since he was a child, and he couldn't drive him away. This always troubled Ji Changye, but it also moved him from time to time. Having experienced the loss of his mother and the betrayal of his relatives, he has long lost all expectations for people's hearts. He can use the most gentle mask to do the most cruel thing, but he has repeatedly failed in a reluctant sentence or an inadvertent hug.
Maybe others will be tired of the youth's persistent entanglement, but Ji Changye is not one of them. In fact, he likes You Shu's dependence on him very much, and it is precisely because of this dependence that Ji Changye, who has fallen into the abyss of self-denial, regains his confidence. When the whole world was trying to obliterate his existence, suddenly there appeared a person who could survive only by relying on him. The walker, who seemed to be frozen, encountered a flame and had no choice but to rush to it.
He tapped the tip of the boy's nose and said indulgently, "Go, don't eat too much, and be careful of diarrhea."
Youshu remembered the last time he vomited and had diarrhea after eating the wrong thing, and the young man had been taking care of himself for a whole night without sleep, and his ears were a little red.
"I see." He nodded and stepped out the door. Ah Da and Ah Er immediately brought a few plates of cakes and placed them on the stone table.
Master Xuanming rarely asks about common things. Although he thinks that the relationship between the two is not normal, he acts as if he has no idea, and reaches out to invite a little friend to talk about a game. The two sat by the window and slowly placed the chess pieces. There are Shu who practice spiritual power while eating walnut cakes.
After a while, a middle-aged servant girl walked back and forth outside the courtyard gate, seemingly unintentional, but her eyes occasionally glanced at the young man's face. After walking seven or eight times, her expression became solemn, as if she was sure of something, and then ran away. After half a cup of tea, another middle-aged maid came and waved, "Little brother, my wife brought a basket of fruits and vegetables to the third prince, all freshly picked by Zhuangzi, so come and pick them up. Take it."
When I heard that there was something to eat, Shu immediately stood up and calculated that the distance between the courtyard gate and her master was obviously more than 20 meters, so she hesitated.