"Why don't you go?"
"Too lazy to go."
"Uncle hasn't written poetry in Jiangning for a long time. If you don't go this time, those people will say weird things again."
"If you say strange things, you will say strange things. Anyway, these people are similar to the three aunts and six grandmothers, and they have nothing to pursue in life except to say strange things..."
"I heard that they are all very learned people. I called young people to go there a few times, and they sat down and talked about something, and then they became famous. Li Pin and Li Gongzi, who knew my uncle very well, went there. There are also previous ones. Gu Yanzhen, I heard that he shined in front of these people, and later he was considered to be a great talent in Jiangning, and later he went to Beijing to hear that he was named on the Golden List."
"And then I'll die..."
"What did the husband say?"
"No... You women, you know that you are greedy for vanity, think about it, those who participate in this kind of literary society are all over thirty or forty years old. It's true that they have good knowledge, but if they are really powerful, when An official is an official, and an official has become an official. Isn't it because there is no such way to study hard, the master of the county magistrate, the staff of the prefect, and the guest of the palace. Those who have no future, they study hard and then take the exam. If you take the test for young people, if the young people go up, it will appear that they are very powerful. Your uncle doesn't plan to become an official anyway, why do you want to test them... There are no beautiful women... "
"But the master of the county magistrate and the staff of the palace are also very powerful..."
"Is it great?"
"Yes."
"Uh... We must keep pace with the times, and don't look at these people with the eyes of the past. Now our family sees the county magistrate's master and can ignore it. Anyway, they are a group of forty or fifty people, there is a generation gap and there are no beautiful women. To help…”
"Yes, I have."
"...You have to be the opposite of me, don't you... Uncle, I was wrong."
"Don't dare..."
"It's almost... What kind of beauties are there?"
"Pan Duoyi! Chen Xiaoxia!"
"Girl Qilan should also go..."
"Luo Miaomiao..."
"Who the hell is a man. How do you know better than me..."
"Hee..."
Spring is picturesque in March, when the wind blows petals over the city. There was laughter in the Su family's small yard. In the courtyard, the family was making kongming lanterns while chatting. Yellow paper, paste, pen and ink, inkstones and some bamboo branches that frame the lampshades are scattered around. Even Su Tan'er, who was pregnant for nearly ten months, was also joining in the fun, drawing pictures with the paper to be pasted on the lampshade. At this time, she was in a peaceful mood and had a graceful temperament, but after all, she was only a woman in her early twenties. Her long hair was tied with a ribbon at the back of her head, and she was still beautiful and beautiful when she participated in the discussions of Chan'er Juan'er and others.
After all, this time is much simpler than later generations. Even though she has been involved in intrigue in the past few years, once her mind is cleaned up. At this time, she was nearly ten months pregnant, and she seemed much younger and purer than women in her twenties. At this time, most of her thoughts were on the child and Ning Yi. The maturity on the other side of the mood was just another special attractive temperament. Occasionally, when she met Ning Yi's eyes, she could feel that she was smiling. Talk normally.
It has been almost half a month since I came back from Hangzhou. The poetry and literary society and the romantic atmosphere of the outside world have not changed much from when I left Jiangning. I can hear such news from time to time, which increases the sense of being in such an era. . The post sent yesterday, at least for Jiang Ning. Maybe a very important party. If the grand occasion of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Club Yuanxi Poetry Club is the carnival of the whole high society, this kind of banquet is probably similar to the banquet in the Mensa club in later generations. It is relatively private, but due to the different participants, it is also quite influences.
This kind of gathering is not only fun for everyone, but also has higher requirements on the meaning of scriptures, theories, and strategies. Of course, it does not mean any school examinations on weekdays. But if there is someone like Ning Yi who will show up quickly, if you are invited. There is often a round of exams, and once you pass it, it proves that you have the ability to talk to them about a subset of scriptures and history, which is undoubtedly a great affirmation of this person's knowledge.
For Ning Yi, of course, this kind of thing is a good thing to avoid. This is not a question of plagiarism or whether there is a template for reference. If Confucianism really has a guiding role in life, Ning Yi's own life experience has already exceeded that category. It's just that everyone's expression is different, so he won't look down on him. These people, there is no need to ask these people for help and prove anything with admiration.
If you look from the back to the front, Wenhui Poetry Association seems to be the mainstream of this era, people seem to live their lives like this, but in fact these are just sidelines. No matter who is famous outside, which beauty in the brothel is better with which talent, more people still live their lives at their own pace. In the past few days, in order to enlighten Zhou Junwu, I talked about planes, hot air balloons and other things. I went home and talked to my wives and concubines. Everyone thought it was interesting. Flying around the yard is more fun than trying to see who does it better.
"The kongming lantern, although it looks small and simple to make, is actually very knowledgeable. Generally speaking, the temperature of the fire is actually relatively fixed, and the weight of the kongming lantern should only be higher than... um, I remember it was twenty 3.56 grams, which is about half a tael, you can't fly, so... Myolie, your frame is too big, you won't be able to fly if you don't redo it, haha..."
The atmosphere in the small courtyard was harmonious. During this time, Ning Yi's mood was relatively relaxed. While carefully pasting his lampshade, he pointed out everyone's shortcomings in a serious manner. In fact, he is not very good at this kind of hands-on ability, but anyway, it is a pastime for everyone to sit together, and things can take their time. Su Tan'er asked, "If you can't fly if it's more than half a tael, isn't the way you taught the little prince of the Zhou family useless?"
"It requires higher temperature, better materials, and the contents of the balloon can be changed. There are still many ways to use it..."
Talk about balloons for a while. Everyone talked about the recent literary meeting for a while. Ning Yi added the cartoon heads of Su Tan'er and others on his Kongming lamp shade. And add some flowers and plants to make it quite beautiful. I originally wanted to add a poem, but I wrote two sentences and the paper was torn, so I had to tear it down and redo it. Since "my uncle knows everything", Chan'er Juan'er Xing'er came over from time to time to ask him how his own lights were doing, and he also laughed and commented.
By the time it was released that night. The kongming lanterns of the rest of the people slowly flew up in the yard. Even the wife's kongming lantern, which was not well-papered, flew into the sky staggeringly. Only Ning Yi's lantern rested on the small shelf and did not respond. Xiaochan supported Su Taner on one side, and Juaner Xing'er stood on the other side. They all looked strangely and did not speak, obviously holding back their laughter.
Ning Yi stood there and blinked his eyes for a while, then rubbed his forehead with his fingers: "Who would dare to laugh and deduct this month's money?"
Su Tan'er looked at him while supporting her stomach, and said softly, "Xiang Gong seems to say that today is the Kongming Lantern Competition?"
"Have I said that?" Ning Yi glared at her, then stared at Xiao Chan who seemed to be laughing. Xiaochan waved her hand quickly: "Uncle, I didn't laugh."
"I didn't say you laughed. Juaner Xing'er is doing well, and she hasn't made a sound yet. This month, everyone will deduct one or two silver coins. Xiaochan, yours is gone... And you, if you want to laugh, just laugh. Hold on like this. Long time is not good for the child, let's go in... "
He helped Su Tan'er turn around and walked to the room. Among the laughter from the back, Juan'er and Xing'er were protesting. But everyone knew Ning Yi's temperament after all. He was dignified and majestic at critical moments, but he was usually very casual with his family. When he said that he would deduct money, in fact, everyone might not care. Su Tan'er leaned on his shoulder and smiled softly before returning to the room. The two sat in front of the window, Ning Yi rubbed her stomach for her to calm her emotions, Xiaochan brought tea and hid behind Ning Yi and pursed her lips and chuckled, Ning Yi looked back at her and squinted her eyes: " I'll settle the account with you later."
Xiaochan's status as a concubine has now been determined, but there is no special maid for her in the yard, but there is a slight difference in clothes from Juaner Xing'er, which is not obvious. The clean and simple Jiangnan women dress up, like Zhao Linger's heart-shaped robes, occasionally skirts and occasionally silk pants. At this time, Ning Yi ran away before Ning Yi was about to pull her over to hug her.
Outside the window, the four Kongming lanterns were slowly rising into the night sky. Juaner Xing’er looked up from the side of the yard and jumped and jumped. After a while, she ran to the corridor on the second floor to look, and she could only hear their voices. Xiaochan went to the yard to look left and right to check Ning Yi's Kongming lantern. Later, she found that the ink had leached a slit on one side of the Kongming lantern, so she carefully covered the slit again. The lonely Kongming lantern finally flew up. When the night wind blew, it was blown a little bit, and then it was blocked by a branch in the corner of the yard. It floated under the branch and couldn't fly up. A small lantern hung from a tree on one side.
Ning Yi and his wife watched Xiaochan and the others scratching their heads under the tree from the window, and then they found wooden sticks and bamboo poles, and poked and poked at the tree, but the tree was already a little tall, and the three girls were busy for a long time. There was no result. In the end, the night wind blew, and the Kongming lantern shook, got rid of the notes of the trees, and flew away into the sky.
The square is quiet, the lights rise to the sky, and the stars melt together, making it a pleasant and charming late spring night.
For half of the night, Ning Yi slept with Xiao Chan.
For a large family, after the wife is pregnant, it is normal for a concubine to serve in the bed, and concubines often have the opportunity to compete for favor during these times. On Ning Yi's side, the situation is naturally quite deviated. Previously in a tense environment like Hangzhou, when she returned to Jiangning in the past two weeks, Su Tan'er really had the opportunity to seriously arrange this. She was more than nine months pregnant. Yi felt that her condition was more important, and Su Taner was naturally moved by this, but most of the time she insisted that Ning Yi should accompany Xiaochan.
The feeling of Xiaochan here is quite strange. I had already noticed it during the time when I was alone in Hangzhou, and these feelings have only become clearer recently. In terms of sexual intercourse, she is willing to do almost anything, as long as she feels that Ning Yi likes it, everything is fine. On the other hand, she is an extremely pure little girl. When he was nervous, he bit his lip hard, and even blushed when he made a little noise.
Ning Yi's needs for pure sensuality are not very strong. He has never been able to fall in love with anyone, but after experiencing the top life, such things are not a restricted area for him. Although it's not because of self-control, it's not like sex, but on the women's side, as long as there is a need, everything has actually been experienced, seen, and felt.
He has been in a relationship with Xiaochan for more than half a year. When he was in Hangzhou, Ning Yi felt that it might be in an extreme environment, and the little girl desperately wanted to comfort herself. It was only later that she gradually discovered that Su Taner had escaped from marriage, but Xiaochan had received the pre-marital education that a big family should have received. She probably felt that she was a maid and a concubine, and that she should do everything by herself, but she was more than her heart. But it was extremely simple. The two of them stripped off Ning Yi and asked her to look at him and she would blush. Then she closed her eyes and bit her lip. Several times Ning Yi whispered to her and asked her to speak too. The girl was just a piece of it. He stuttered in confusion: "Say, what did you say..." My mind was in chaos, and I couldn't say anything at all.
When everyone is doing this kind of thing, the other party is willing to do anything, very active, cooperative, and obedient, but he is only shy in his heart. Sometimes Ning Yi can't help but feel frustrated. What he did himself should not be too bad.
"Actually... I feel... very comfortable." When Ning Yi really asked, Xiaochan couldn't avoid it, so she could answer with a blushing face like a mosquito, and then asked with concern, "Do you feel comfortable, uncle?"
"Uh... comfortable..." Such an answer was like the feeling of two elementary school students kissing for the first time. Ning Yi could only sigh for such a wonderful feeling, but in all fairness, he liked it in his heart.
The weather is not cold anymore, wearing a thin apron and silk trousers, Xiaochan is used to sleeping on his side and hugging one of his arms, and doesn't mind where Ning Yi touches her, sometimes Ning Yi turns her head away, In the faint light, she could see a smile on the corner of her mouth, she felt very satisfied and happy, just like a child curled up beside him... a little girl curled up beside him.
For Xiaochan, maybe this is what she really likes.
The next day, Ning Yi, who was invited to the literary meeting, did not go. In the next few days, rumors about Ning Yilang's false reputation and Ning Yi's refusal to attend the appointment began to spread among the literati groups in Jiangning. Push, it's not surprising that this sort of thing happens. However, the Su family was affected a bit. Because of this incident, the head of the academy, Su Chonghua, came over to lecture Ning Yi. Ning Yi just looked at him with strange eyes, and in the end he had no choice but to leave.
What Ning Yi was thinking at this moment was no longer about these things in Jiangning City that had nothing to do with him. In the southern area, Fang La was still stubbornly resisting. After calculating the time, Liu Xigua's troops may have entered the mountains, while Tong Guan began to consider withdrawing troops to go north. Ning Yi has also officially considered what he can do when he goes to the capital. During this period of time, Kang Xian approached him once and asked him if he would consider managing part of the affairs in the Secret Investigation Division under the name of Princess Chengguo, which was unexpected to Ning Yi.
"... Originally, it was a small yamen that was put together. There were many things, and they intervened in everything, so there was a shortage of people. Agui helped here, and Wenren Buer highly respected you. He is a disciple of Duke Qin's family. , I will be going to Beijing soon. You can just cooperate and echo... On the other hand, in the next period of time, you may have some dealings with people in the green forest. You happen to be familiar with these. Weeping, cough cough... Why don't you come over and join a team and help? Because the situation in the south has been roughly settled, the northern expedition can no longer be held back, and then you may have to stare at places like Liangshanbo, you The people who killed them are considered to be old friends with them. If you are interested, why don't you give a private donation to the public..."
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