I Became The Mother Of Three Villains

Fu Li said, "the guest's surname is Lin. The young master is kind-hearted and his nickname is ah Zhi. My sister will know that he is a very nice child. "

Fu Ya smiles: "you are not a few years older than others, but they are children."

Fu Sheng and Fu Zhu, who took Yao Chao to the purple orchid garden and saw them talking, came over and asked in a low voice, "that's the nephew of the master in Qingzhu garden What's your special order? "

Fu Ya shakes her head: "adults don't like to tell us all the time. How can they give us special orders?"

Fuli was the youngest, but she was brave. She took Fu Sheng and Fu Zhu's hands and whispered, "it's good if sister Fuya is here. Now we don't need us. Let's go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

They have been busy all afternoon, and they are really hungry.

Fu Ya saw that the two people who were pulled were hesitant and said with a smile: "go. I'll have something to eat first. I'm not sure what else to do in the evening. "

There is no exception to thank you for your meal.

They'll have to eat for a long time. Fuya is the most stable. Xie Ming asks her to wait, but others can relax.

Three hands in hand to go, before leaving also whispered to Fuya, later to bring some small snacks to her, in exchange for Fuya a sermon.

The people in the front hall were having dinner, and the dishes had been served. Because they wanted to have noodles the next day, no one mentioned drinking.

Xie's family always pay attention to eating without saying anything. A meal is quiet and silent. Occasionally, there is a sound of light collision between dishes and chopsticks. Xie Ming stands aside and offers soup cups to the guests in need.

After this meal, ah Zhi had been very uncomfortable for a long time.

After dinner, Yafu quietly picked up the tea and gave it to them.

When everything is ready, Xie Qian sits at the top and mentions the arrangements for tomorrow.

He had already changed into a black dress, and he looked more and more cold.

See Xie Qian command way: "tomorrow morning after the morning will be summoned, a radius and a Chao summoned, and then go out not too late."

The tea cup on Yao Chao's hand has not yet been completely lifted, and he is puzzled: "Mr. Xie, we don't have to wait for it tomorrow?"? If you go out when you are summoned, there is still a long way to go to the palace... "

Xie Qian shook his head and said in a concise way: "someone will come to pick you up in the morning. The emperor will summon the ministers to discuss business. Time is enough."

Yao Chao nodded and said nothing more.

Xie Ming waited on him, knowing that his master didn't speak much, and then added: "the clothes that Lord Lin and Lord Yao will wear tomorrow are all ready, but it's impossible to take a bath and burn incense in the early morning. In addition, there are some things for the palace people... "

Two people nod, Lin radius should say: "all ready."

When Xie Ming came out of the palace, he had to understand the rules. He explained many details that Xie Qian never cared about. He tried to calm them down.

Ah Zhi listened carefully and sighed in his heart that it was not easy to get into a palace.

That night, Lin radial and Yao Chao went back to the yard early to have a rest. Because ah Zhi didn't have to follow him the next day, he planned to stay in his study for a while and write to his family.

The study is in Xie Qian's main courtyard. The man himself takes ah Zhi and says he wants to see him write a letter.

A Zhi was surprised and asked, "isn't grandpa Xie going to the morning tomorrow? I got up earlier than my father and uncle... "

Xie Qian shook his head and said, "no harm. Just take this opportunity to look at your words. "

A Zhi naturally won't have what objection, followed Xie Qian to enter the study.

From the first step into the study, ah Zhi knew that he had underestimated Xie's house -

the pavilions, plants and trees were nothing. What really reflected Xie's family was the study full of books on three walls and as deep as a bedroom.

For the first time, he felt like a country boy entering the city. He couldn't make any other expression except being stunned.

The maid had already lit several oil lamps, and the study was bright. Ah Zhi didn't know why the Xie family's oil lamps were brighter than those in other places.

"What are you doing?" Xie Qian glanced at ah Zhi.

He quickly recovered, took back his sight glued to the book wall, looked at Xie Qian and said, "there are so many books in Xie's family..."

Xie Qian's dark clothes add a little dignity to his whole body. It is under the orange light, which is so soft and relaxing that his cold expression on his face does not decrease at all.

The man didn't say anything more. He raised his hand and stood quietly on one side. He stepped forward, took out the ink and put it on the table and began to polish it.

A Zhi followed Xie Qian to the desk and only listened to the man's command: "sit down."

The boy sat on the chair that Xie Qian usually sat in, facing the desk, and behind him came a man's voice: "it's all the books in Xie's study. It's a lot worse."A Zhi Leng for a while, this just reacts to come over, Xie Qian is in response to him just said the study has many books.

On that day, Xie's house was ransacked. There was not much gold and silver, but the books in his study were full.

But the emperor was confused and suspicious, lest the Xie family had other means to cooperate with the enemy, so he ordered the Xie family's books to be burned clean, leaving nothing left.

Ah Zhi guessed eight or nine, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

As far as you can see, the thousands of books once existed in Xie's family, then kept in Xie Qian's own memory, and found by him all over the capital after settling down?

The boy turned around and looked up at Xie Qian and asked, "what's wrong with Grandpa Xie?"

When the Xie family had an accident, Xie Qian was still young, but he basically turned over the books in his family. It's just that time has changed, many small things can't be remembered, and there is no familiar person around to remind him. Xie qian can only rely on his memory to restore his favorite place in the past.

Most of the books in my childhood memory are here.

Hearing a Zhi's question, he shook his head and said, "some of the books can't be found."

A Zhi heard the speech, thought about it, and then asked, "did grandpa Xie ever read those lonely books? Do you remember

Xie Qian rarely pause for a moment, as if to guess ah Zhi's intention: "I remember it."

With a smile on his face, the boy said excitedly, "since I remember, thanks for reading it, I'll copy it. Isn't it possible to find the only copy? Can your study be restored to its original appearance? "

Xie Qian was silent.

Is the memory of the orphan complement, it is difficult that he can really restore the study of each book?

He also heard ah Zhi confidently say, "don't worry, Grandpa Xie. My handwriting is very neat. Although it's not as strong as a famous writer, it's more than enough to copy."

Xie Qian glanced at him. He didn't agree, but he didn't object.

When it came to ah Zhi's words, the ink of Fu he had been polished. Xie Qian said, "let's put aside the letter first. You write me a few words

A Zhi nods.

Fu Jue spread Xuan paper for him, and pressed a white porcelain Paperweight on the top of the paper, presenting pen and ink.

After all this, she put on her hands and stood aside without making a sound.

Ah Chih Chong said with a smile, "thank you, sister."

Xie Qian's chair is too high. When a Zhi sits, his arms and wrists are not even, so he stands up.

He took the ink, held his breath, picked up his pen and wrote a line of regular script on the rice paper, which was the first sentence he saw when he opened the unopened book on Xie Qian's desk.

After finishing writing, a Zhi put down his pen and read in a soft voice: "heaven is inside, man is outside, and virtue cares about heaven."

The one thing she admired most about Xie Qian was that she had never read a book, which seemed to be an all encompassing knowledge in her master's mind.

Now seeing that a Zhi can write such beautiful words when he is young, I can't help but respect him.

No wonder it was Miss Xie's descendant who was closely related to adults.

I saw Xie Qian's slender fingers lightly on the rice paper and commented: "the space between words is not appropriate. It's not the right size. The word "person" is bigger, and the word "Virtue" is smaller. "

As he picked up the brush, his broad sleeve fell to the table and was held by the other hand. The deep black color reflected that his fingertip holding the brush was as white as rice paper.

Xie Qian took a look at ah Zhi and said with a light look: "look good."

The man did not rush to write on the rice paper. When a sentence was finished, he gently put the brush on the brush mountain.

as like as two peas, he looked up and looked at the two lines of handwriting on the Xuan paper. He wrote it on the top. The following is written by Xie Qian.

It's just that the bottom line is obviously much more perfect than the one above.

Every word of Xie Qian is strictly the same size and spacing. A Zhi originally wrote well, but compared with him, he immediately saw the problem. Then he heard Xie Qian say, "now you have a small wrist, and you don't have the momentum to write. In the future, in addition to basic skills need to strengthen practice, more description of a few posts is serious

Ah Zhi immediately nodded.

He can't be called assiduous in practicing calligraphy. In the eyes of Xie Qian, his basic skills are far from perfect.

So Xie qiancai wrote standard neat words in his font.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was still far behind. He took the initiative to ask, "Grandpa Xie, how many words do I have to practice in the future so that I can write such words that are more accurate than those measured?"