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Chapter 35 Accident
Fang Jingzhi won this game of chess.

Because there were too many people cheering and applauding, Fang Jingzhi's opponent couldn't bear the noise and was distracted, so he simply threw away the chess pieces and stopped playing.

The girls laughed happily, but Fang Jingzhi felt that it was boring. Such a win could not satisfy his joy of victory, and instead took it as a humiliation, but since they were all female family members, he couldn't say anything to reprimand him, so he had to He stood up in disgust, only to see Fanyin sitting by himself.

"Why don't you come and play?"

After asking this question, Fang Jingzhi also felt a little embarrassed, because Sanskrit had already said before that she didn't know how to play chess, and the county magistrate's wife had specifically asked her not to neglect her, but she just threw her aside.

Just as Fang Jingzhi was thinking about what to call everyone to play, a voice suddenly appeared at the gate of the garden: "Sister Huailiu!"

Fanyin looked around and saw that it was Zhang Wengu Erpang.

Smiling a little, Sanskrit waved at him. Er Fatty seemed to know everyone here. He greeted Fang Jingzhi first, and then walked to Sanskrit without paying attention to anyone, "Let me find it a lot. , it’s killing me.”

Erpang wiped the sweat from his forehead, Fanyin's smile became wider, among these people, she was only familiar with Erpang.

Wu Lingya also knew that this was Captain Zhang's son, but she had been told by Mrs. Wu not to stain Captain Zhang's family, so she just stood aside and didn't speak.

It can be seen that Er Fatty surrounded Fanyin as soon as he arrived, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, especially Fang Jingzhi also moved over.

"Er Fatty, you're here, why don't you say hello to all the sisters? You're getting more and more disobedient, where's your brother?" Wu Lingya smiled and touched his head, Er Fatty dodged in disgust, "My brother is an adult now , since I want to be with you, I'm here to find Sister Huai Liu!"

Wu Lingya didn't say much, she glanced at Fang Jing and said, "Why didn't Brother Jing go? Did you come to accompany us on purpose?"

"I got my mother's order today to take good care of sister Huai Liu. Isn't it a coincidence that her birthday is the same month as mine?" Fang Jingzhi replied with a smile, Wu Lingya's face twitched and contorted, and she looked more at Sanskrit. Disliked and disgusted, he said in a strange way: "Yo, what a coincidence."

"Yeah, what a coincidence. It's the first time we met the same month and the same day. Unfortunately, it's not the same year. If the time matches again, it will be a great fate!" Fang Jingzhi naturally ignored her small thoughts and looked at Liu An. He also carried the bookcase on his back, so he couldn't help asking: "I'm here today to celebrate my birthday, what are you still carrying the bookcase on?"

"The young master said that you need to practice calligraphy, and this slave should recite it." Liu An nodded and smiled, Er Fatty couldn't help but "hissed" because he found that Sanskrit was staring at her.

"Sister Huailiu, I overslept last night, can I write now?"

Sanskrit lightly flicked his finger on his forehead, and he also wanted to leave this place, so he couldn't help getting up and asking Fang Jingzhi, "Mr. Fang, I wonder if this place can be used as a study room? Originally, my father was going to test his homework today, but now he doesn't even have a word nothing."

"Let's go to my study. I happened to be discussing anecdotes and miscellaneous notes with Sister Huai Liu." Fang Jingzhi said carelessly, and turned around to tell everyone, "You play, we're leaving."

"Brother Jing, I want to go too!"

Wu Lingya tugged on Fang Jingzhi's lapel, that lovely and pitiful appearance made Sanskrit's teeth ache...

Fang Jingzhi dodged her hand and scratched her head involuntarily. Fanyin didn't care about such things. She asked the woman who was serving beside her, "Do you know where the study is? Can you show me the way?"

"Miss Yang and Mr. Zhang, please come with this old slave." The old woman led the way, and Sanskrit took Er Fatty's little hand and walked out of the garden.

Seeing that the Sanskrit had left, Fang Jingzhi couldn't bear it anymore, "You can play with me, I still need to socialize, here are all outsiders, you are more familiar, I'm leaving." He strode away after Sanskrit.

Wu Lingya gritted her teeth and stomped her feet hard, but after thinking about it, she felt affectionately that what he said just now was very ambiguous...

She is more familiar with?Doesn't that mean that she is asked to entertain on her behalf?Only the hostess in the family can occupy this seat, isn't he interested in himself?

Fang Jingzhi is a handsome man, now he is 13 years old, only two years older than her...

Thinking of this, Wu Lingya's face turned rosy, and she treated the guests generously like a hostess, and the servants of the other party's family also greeted and drank openly.

The servants of the Fang family were puzzled, but at this time Fang Jingzhi had brought Fanyin and Erpang to the Book Pavilion of the county magistrate's mansion.

This is a two-story bookstore, with mahogany carvings and hanging plaques, and there are two pairs of words on it:

A hundred feet tall, can hold up a round of moonlight;
Counting the rafters of a low house, I can't lock the sound of books at midnight.

Fang Jingzhi took the lead to enter the door, Er Fatty pointed to the words on the wooden plaque at the door to read it, and then ran in small steps.

Liu An was left at the door and was not allowed to enter, and sat on the stone steps with a bookcase on his back, very depressed, who made his identity insufficient?This is rewarded by God, if you don't recognize it, you have to recognize it!

Entering the gate on the first floor of the bookstore, you can smell the smell of books. The tall bookshelves are about one meter apart. There are twenty shelves on the entire first floor. Word stickers marked.

Fanyin was a little dazzled, and Er Fatty was also dumbfounded. Although the Zhang family is not poor, they don't have such a bookish atmosphere. When did he see so many books?

Fang Jingzhi was very proud, "This is our family's library. It's not so easy even for me to come and get books. On the first floor, outsiders are occasionally allowed to come to borrow books, but my father must first nod and agree; on the second floor Outsiders are not allowed to enter, only people from the Fang family can enter."

"Then you brought us here, didn't you violate the rules?" Fanyin was puzzled, Fang Jingzhi laughed slyly:

"It's okay, my father is busy, and my husband gave me a vacation. He probably won't be here. It's okay not to talk about it. Let's go and find some idle notes. By the way, Master Yang will introduce what you have seen. Book? See if you can find it here..."

As Fang Jingzhi spoke, she led Sanskrit and Er Fatty inside.

Fanyin was very helpless, co-author Fang Jingzhi brought them here so actively, just to find a few idle books to read, how could she introduce them?
If he was allowed to read it all, why would he go to Yang Zhiyuan for advice?

If he didn't ask for advice, the Chen family's mother and daughter would find trouble sooner or later, so Sanskrit would not help with this favor, and it would be a waste of help.

As he walked and browsed, Sanskrit could not but admire the Fang family's deep roots. At least from the collection of books, it can be seen that this is a big family, not a small family like a small family. Even some rare scriptures There are, although it is a manuscript, but it is not easy.

Sanskrit stopped from time to time and took down the books on it to take a look, then put them back step by step, and continued walking.

Erpang has been following Sanskrit like a little tail. He is not very literate now, and occasionally some rare words that he can't pronounce the title of the book make him frown, and his chubby little face is clenched together. , It's like a bun with eighteen pleats.

Fang Jingzhi has been looking for it, and seems to want to find books in the category of miscellaneous notes, but it is unrealistic to browse here in a short time. After a while, Fang Jingzhi felt that his eyes were dazzled.

"Sister Huailiu, what is the book Master Yang mentioned? Which dynasty did you come from? You might as well tell me, it will be easier to find it this way."

Fang Jingzhi wanted to find a shortcut, Fanyin smiled and said, "It's from this dynasty, "Jingzhong Jishi"."

"Oh? Who is the author of the book?"

"Yang Zhiyuan!"

"Yang Zhiyuan... Isn't that Master Yang?" Fang Jingzhi felt that she was being played, and stared at Sanskrit with a twitching face.

Sanskrit smiled and said, "Father showed me his own records, not to mention that the books Mr. Fang wants to find are all idle knowledge. Do you think there are such miscellaneous books in such a precious place as Zangshuge?"

Fang Jingzhi couldn't help being stunned, and couldn't help scratching his head, "You're right, here are all the books that have been collected for a hundred years."

"You also said that these are all books collected for a hundred years. Even if there are gossip and miscellaneous notes, time has passed and things will be different from now." Fanyin answered, looked at Er Fatty, who was extremely bored, and asked Fang Jing Zhi: "Mr. Fang, is there a place where I can write? Let Wen Gu write a piece, and I will show it to my father for evaluation later."

"I have to write. Before I come today, my father asked me to write to my husband. If I am approved by my husband, I will be beaten when I go back. This time, even my mother gave such an order. Sister Huailiu, you have to Help me, I will never be mischievous again!"

Er Pang's chubby little face drooped, and Fanyin couldn't help but pinch him, "What were you doing earlier? You know you're in a hurry now?"

"Sister..." Er Fatty grinned, obviously Captain Zhang gave him a ruthless order this time, otherwise how could this kid be afraid?
Zhang Xianwei was born as a martial artist, what he hates most is that others laugh at him for being ignorant, the eldest son is not young and is practicing martial arts, the hope of studying humanities and scientific examinations is placed on the younger son.

He used to be a kid who couldn't count, but now he has only learned for a month, and he can write a good word, which also gives him face.

Sanskrit could understand Lieutenant Zhang's heart very well, but this little chubby boy was suffering.

Fang Jingzhi didn't care about these things. Seeing that the two of them wanted something, she immediately agreed: "There is a book case here, so you don't need to go to the study room. Come with me." Fang Jingzhi took the two of them away, and Liu An stood Stretching his neck at the door of the Book Pavilion, he looked around and saw the shadows of the three people going to another place, and his feet began to itch.

But with a humble status, he has to bear it no matter how greedy he is...

"Cough cough..."

Two light coughs sounded, Liu An's reaction was half a beat slow, and he didn't notice.

"Who are you?"

When the blue voice sounded, Liu An was startled, and when he turned around, he saw an old man with a gray hair bun and a long gray beard staring at him.

Liu An opened his mouth and didn't know what to call it. The old man flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "You are a thief who broke into the bookstore indiscriminately! A thief who steals words! Come here, get him!"

(End of this chapter)