The next day, when the roosters crowing, it was early in the morning, and the reddish sunlight was shining on the bed through the translucent window paper, and it was shining on Cui Xie's eyelids.
He opened his eyes, stared at the black hole in the ceiling for a while, lifted the quilt and sat up. From today onwards, he will study hard, and he can go to school when he has reviewed the knowledge mastered by the original body.
In my last life, I went to school for sixteen years, and the time I went to school was so old that I had to start from scratch in this life.
Cui Xie sighed, turned over and got out of bed, put on the jade-colored straight body that was placed on the smoker cage last night, and scooped cold water into the water tank to wash. In the Ming Dynasty, there were also pill-shaped soaps, bristle toothbrushes, toothbrushes made of spices and medicinal materials, but they didn't foam much, and they didn't feel as good as foaming. But he is not a person who pays much attention to subtle sensations, and it took him a few days to get used to it.
After washing his hands gently, he poured the residual water into the weeds by the yard, tied his hair in front of the water tank, and covered it with a net towel, and he immediately became a standard Ming Dynasty scholar.
He touched his hair bun, walked to the bookcase with satisfaction, took out the stack of "Four Books" copied from the original body, read it once, engraved it as a PDF and saved it on the hard drive, then set up the four treasures of the study on the kang table, and sat down beside the table. , and write it one by one according to the PDF floating in front of you.
As I wrote, there was a clear bell ringing outside, and hurried footsteps soon sounded in the other side of the room. But Cui Yuan ran out wearing a short jacket, said something at the door, and brought in a water truck, and the two poured water in the yard, filling the big vat under the kitchen.
In modern times, there are water delivery workers who carry water towers, and in the Ming Dynasty, there were people who drove carts to deliver water into the courtyard. Life in ancient times was not as troublesome as imagined.
After the waterwheel left, various sounds gradually sounded outside the yard. Some sell soy milk and bean curd brain, some sell fruit stuffing, minced puff pastry, some sell steamed dumplings, shumai, cooking cakes, meat buns, some sell noodle soup, some sell offal soup, some sell sweet-scented osmanthus porridge of…
Cui Yuan brought a few things in by the way. Although it is not as delicate as in the Cui family, there are many tricks, and each family has a secret recipe, which smells fragrant. When he entered the door, he saw that Cui Xie was already standing by the bed writing, so he asked Peng Yan to get up, and went in early with him, letting him eat it while it was still hot.
In Cui's house, the master eats first, and the servant eats the leftovers. Cui Xie couldn't change their habits for a while, so he picked out a few siu mai and crab meat buns, and filled a bowl of sweet porridge to eat. After he finished eating, Cui Yuan withdrew and went to the kitchen with his son to eat.
After a while, the craftsmen who were cleaning the well knocked on the door, erected a scaffold at the edge of the well, and prepared to work. Cui Yuan heated up the rest of the breakfast and shared it with them, and poured a few bowls of wine for them to drink to warm up, so as not to freeze when they went down the well.
Taojing is a big family affair. The neighbors all knew yesterday that the young master of the Jinshidi had moved back, and people from Zhao Yuanwai's family also helped spread the news that his family wanted to wash water, so naturally they all came to take a look.
Member Zhao's family was the closest to them, they knew each other the earliest, and they had the closest relationship. Naturally, they wanted to help. Zhao Yuanwai personally brought two male servants over, and asked the servants to help with ropes and sticks. He himself held Cui Xie, and invited him to be a guest at his house on the grounds that it was too chaotic here and interfered with his studies.
Cui Yuan also advised: "The house is dirty and messy. After a while, Taocheng will come out of the bottom of the well and Chen Ni will come out. The whole yard is full of smell, which is not good for the body. Young master, go to Mr. Zhao's house and sit outside, don't ask us to work. I have to worry about taking care of you.”
With a smile on his face, Zhao Yuanwai said, "Don't worry, A Cui, our old couple will take good care of your little master. Bring the books he wants to read, and when my grandson comes back from school, we can still be with him. Talk about sage articles."
Cui Yuan was so excited that he repeatedly thanked him, wishing that he could throw the young master over the wall immediately, and asked Zhao Gaolin's Lingsun, who was studying, to come back and explain the book of sages to him.
Neighbors and family members who came to help also said, "Young master, just go there with peace of mind, and don't worry about working here. With so many people watching, it's not a waste to clean up a well."
Holding the inkstone, he went in to pack up his books and the four treasures of the study, wishing he could bring all the boxes containing the books to Zhao's house. Cui Xie was still more rational. Knowing that he couldn't see this character yet, he didn't want to write there, so he only asked him to take two "Annotations of Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books" with him, so that he could take advantage of this time to read and copy. version comparison.
When they arrived at Zhao's house, Ping Yan was led by servants to the doorman to drink tea, but Cui Xie was taken into the back house by Zhao Yuanwai. Mrs. Zhao and her daughter-in-law were waiting for him in the upper room. As soon as she entered the door, she asked someone to serve snacks in the shape of diamonds in four colors, and then made him a plain-looking hot water.
He thought it was still jasmine soup, so he took a sip, but it wasn't the aroma from last time, it was cool and sweet, tasted like mint tea, but the aroma was more special and strong.
The old lady said a little proudly: "This is the dust-free soup ordered by my daughter-in-law here. When Xiao Xie first arrived in Qian'an, drinking the dust-free soup is like washing away the dust."
Cui Xie couldn't help admiring: "I have never eaten such a refreshing soup at home, and my aunt is really smart. No wonder the two brothers were able to study at a young age. It's genetic... As soon as you see a few elders, you know, The future is bound to be limitless.”
Zhao Yuanwai smiled smugly, waved his hand and said, "My eldest grandson Ying Shi is still a bit smart, but Ying Lin is not successful. He is still studying in the county town.
Mrs. Zhao also said modestly: "I only want them to be safe, but I don't dare to think that far. If Brother Xie tastes this soup, he will eat more. When your family has a banquet, our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will make it again. Bring some really good soups over there."
The old lady nodded and said, "My son went to ask Dejiu Lou in Dongguan, Jiuheshun in Dongjie, and Jingwei Lou to find a cook. These are all good at Beijing cuisine, and we will have news in a day or two. , Brother Xiao Xie, watch the arrangement of the days."
Cui Xie said with a smile, "Then we'll hurry up and not hurry up. When we finish scouring the well here and the water is convenient, we'll invite all the neighbors to our house. But I'm young and I haven't done anything, so I don't know what it takes to treat guests. Don't post, I don't know how to write that post."
If he had to write, he would have to be seriously injured and powerless for two more days, and let Cui Yuan and his son ghostwriter.
Zhao Yuanwai patted the table and made the decision for his grandson: "Let Ying Lin invite him! If you want any posts, Ying Lin, the scholars at our door, will recognize them, and they will all come as soon as they go to school."
Mrs. Zhao was also proud of Yourong, and boasted that her son was well-liked in school, and Mr. Lin also liked him. I don't know how I got my son abducted, and it's time to marry my daughter-in-law. What's the difference in marriage customs among people in Beijing... After being kidnapped, I kidnapped Cui Xie and asked him if his family had arranged a marriage for him. , what kind of girl do you like.
Like those who have gone to college, modern people, I can tell you.
Cui Xie lowered his head and pretended to be shy and said, "This kind of thing is arranged by my parents. Besides, I don't have any fame yet, so what do I want to do."
Mrs. Zhao showed a look of regret and unwillingness. The old lady caught a glimpse of it, patted her daughter-in-law's hand lightly, and said, "Brother Xiao Xie came to our house to study quietly, but we bothered him with the affairs of these housewives. So long is enough. Xiao Chunxiang, take Young Master Cui to the East Study Room."
Saying that, he smiled at Cui Xie: "Don't blame Xiao Xie, I'm old, so I'm a little rambling, don't you think it's delaying your study? There is a quiet study in the east courtyard of my house. The sound of work bothers you."
Mrs. Zhao had no choice but to get up to see them off. Zhao Yuanwai said, "Don't give away your wife's family. I'll take the young master to Yingshi's study."
Cui Xie said in amazement: "But the big brother who is studying in Fucheng? How can I borrow his study room. The sound of Taojing is not too loud. After I entered the courtyard, I didn't hear anything. Master Zhao just gave it to me. Just arrange a guest room, and I will bring my own books."
Zhao Yuanwai continued: "What kind of hospitality is that. Brother Xiao Xie just come with me, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, it is his study, that is, his bedroom, what's the big deal if you sleep for two days! "
As soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt that the idea was good, and said with a smile: "Let's do it. Ying Shi usually goes to school in the prefecture, and only two days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, your house hasn't been repaired yet, so why don't you just make do with it here for two days... Ask your family A Cui to come and sleep at night, my yard is bigger and can live in, you can go back after the house is repaired."
He didn't care whether Cui Xie answered or not, he smiled and dragged him into the study room of Dongkuaiyuan, pointed to the bookshelf and the boxes below and said, "Those are the books you used in the past, Ying Shi, you can read them as you like. Ask your family's Xiao Pingyan to come and serve, and you will treat it as your own home, so don't be restrained."
He was afraid of disturbing Cui Xie's study, so he went out without saying a few words, and then asked someone to find Ping Yan to serve him. The adoptive mother of the Cui family, Xiao Chunxiang, brought the four-color dim sum, but the drink was replaced by cool sweet-scented osmanthus pulp.
The host's family was so warm, and Cui Xie gradually got used to the neighborhood atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty. However, he hadn't touched the bookcase of the eldest young master of the Zhao family. Instead, he opened the "Four Books and Sentences" that he brought with him, and clearly engraved it into the hard drive.
After all, there are only two thin volumes of the four books. After reading it, he threw the book to hold the inkstone and let him watch it to relieve his boredom. He closed his eyes and read the PDF word by word in a low voice.
"University Chapters". Big, old Yintai…
These commentaries are too long and inserted too frequently, so that the whole article is fragmented, and when I see the original text of the next sentence, I forgot what the previous sentence was. When I go home, I still have to copy a copy of the original text and a translation for comparison. At least the original text is sorted out first, otherwise, the efficiency will be too low.
While he was struggling to get acquainted with the book, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the study, and Xiao Chunxiang shouted anxiously from outside, "Young Master Cui, your family... something happened to your family, someone from Beijing is with your family Cui Cui. The source is arguing."
Holding the inkstone in his hand, the book fell to the ground with a slap, and said with a pale face, "It won't be the master..."
"If the master is here, your father can't quarrel with them. Since the master is not here..." Cui Xie shook his hand and stood up calmly: "Don't worry, I am here."