Chapter 3: Mr. First encounter

Modern people return to ancient times, but there is no poetic life waiting for them.
The first is that many things in life can be very inconvenient. For example, there is no electricity, no toilet, no network. Especially the last one, for a college student, it is just like his life.
More painful than killing a person is to live a crime, for example, in jail.
In ancient times, deep life was a prison for a modern woman. In the morning, it will start from dawn. After grooming and dressing up, go to your parents and ask for peace. After breakfast, return to your room. It’s not a book, just a small song, and a few embroidered. In short, there is no irresistible factor, and it is impossible to go out of the house.
In the first few days, Mrs. Xie, who is still fresh to me, will come to see me and talk to me. I also take a look at the world by the way. After a long time, Mrs. Xie returned to Xiaoxiaotang to continue to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and Daxie was busy with her own business.
I was bored, and there was no pastime in the small attic. I went down to Yunxiang’s advice to find the third sister Zhao Zhao.
Xie Zhaozhen lived in the Moon Pavilion and had a very good image. She is like last month, and I don’t know who will pick it up in the future.
The Moon Pavilion is a little bigger than my Yang Xin Pavilion. I haven't entered yet, I heard a fascinating sound of silk. Originally, Xie Jia invited a special person to teach Xie Zhaoyu's melody song and dance.
Xie Zhaozhen’s 丫鬟 瓶 bottle came to me and sneaked over.
Four Miss, Miss San will have to practice for a while before she can rest.

I asked: "Do she have to practice every day?"
Aquarius said: "Miss Miss is not easy. It is necessary to learn poetry and songs, and to play chess and painting. The cooking women can't fall."
I am wrong. I always thought that only modern professional women are the hardest. Not only will they have to make money to have children, but even the light bulbs have to be changed by themselves, but they don’t know that the talented women in ancient times are not good, and all the 18 martial arts are all good. To learn to get started, and to please a man who doesn’t know a long time.
Xie Zhaozhen is playing the piano. She wears a long white dress, a light green vest, a blue silk high plate, and a long, white neck. The whole person is beautiful and delicate like a green lotus.
The same sister, how can there be a world of difference? I heard that Mrs. Xie’s wife was also very astute in her life.
I saw her dedicated, not good to disturb, had to go back with Yunxiang.
I asked Yunxiang: "Where can I find some books?"
Yunxiang looked at me like a monster.
"what happened?"
"Miss, you...when can you read?"
I just remembered that Xie Zhaohua was crazy for more than a decade, and certainly could not recognize the word. I had to make up my own creations and borrowed from the ghosts and gods. I said, "It’s probably the mercy of God, let me recover my mind, and make up for my shortcomings."
Yunxiang was so deceiving, and immediately believed, took me to the library of Xiefu.
In the end, Xie Jia is a scholarly family, rich in books, and sorted out in a uniform manner. The bookshelf is dust-free and burns with scent-proof incense.
I sent away Yunxiang and browsed freely. I quickly found a book about Daqijiangshanzhi, sitting on the wooden floor with high-pitched legs.
For example, the next four points, Qi State is east, so the unknown big fairy called it Dongqi. Dongqi is adjacent to Xuanhai in the east, Liao in the north and Qin in the west. In the far west, there is also a country that is not bordered. This is a strange world in a parallel space.
The four countries are connected by a river called the Red River, and the Red River is in the territory of Dongqi, which is the Bilu River. The scenery on both sides of the Red River is picturesque, and there are countless places for excellent tourist honeymoon treatments. In the Eastern Qi Shangwen, there have been several outstanding literary youths in the past millennium, and scientific and technological inventions with significant contributions have emerged one after another. Probably because of the sea, the people eat more fish, and the brain is so good.
The biggest threat to Dongqi is Beiliao, just as the Song Dynasty people mentioned the headache of Xixia in the Liao Dynasty. Nomads, once in the winter, they will be plundered in the spring of next year, and their wives and children will have to eat. Everyone has their own wishes. At present, there is no Hanwu Emperor in Dongqi. I estimate that the imperial court is also the main battler and quarrels into a pot of porridge.
I heard Yunxiang said that the emperor was in poor health and the prince was dead. My father is Tai Fu, Prince Tai, the Prince is dead. He doesn't know what he is doing now. In fact, the whole Xie family seems to be a very ordinary and normal high society. The struggle with the palace does not seem to have much to do with it.
And I will cultivate myself in this calm and safe place, waiting for the day when I will send me back to my original body.
"Who?" asked someone behind him.
I was shocked and jerked back.
A man stands in the backlit, a large, light green Confucian shirt hangs lightly, and the sun outlines a slender silhouette.
"Who are you?" he asked again.
I stood up and said, "I am Xie Zhaohua."
"You are Miss Xie Jia?"
I nodded.
He walked in and bowed his hand to me. "In the Song Dynasty, I disturbed Miss Four and looked for sin."
Ah, I have heard this name. At home, please come to teach "Guo Fu" and two Ma Biao's Xi Xi. Yunxiang once mentioned the spring with me.
Mr. Song’s waist is straight up, but his head is still low, as if there is something on my face that I should not have.
I am very curious, I will look at him.
Song Zijing is in his twenties, his skin is fair, his two delicate and long eyebrows, the single phoenix eye picks up slightly, his nose is straight, his lips are warm, and he is really a handsome scholar. Moreover, I am so obsessively staring at me, it is also calm and calm, it is really a gentleman, and the product is as pale as chrysanthemum.
I just took a step back and said, "Mr. Song taught Xiaoyan to work hard. Is this a class?"
Song Zijing owes his body, "Yes. Come and look for a few books."
"That happened to be, I also came to look for books, just not familiar, Mr. knows those notes.
Where is the novel?

"What?" He looked up at me and didn't understand.
I am busy changing the saying: "Or, the legendary story, the ghosts and gods will do."
Song Zijing still looks at me strangely. I only thought that if the woman in ancient times did not peek at the Peony Pavilion, she should recite the rumor. It seems that I am not supposed to do essays.
However, Song Zijing just looked at me, then lowered his head and stretched his hand. "The four ladies come here."
He is slender and graceful, and the wind that comes with it is light and fragrant.
He took me upstairs. The upper floor is slightly smaller, the light is bright, and there are shorter bookshelves on all sides. In a humble place, there are really a few rows of legends.
The novel, the opera says something.
I was happy to pick a few books, hugged in my arms and nodded to him.
He smiled back at me and smiled. "The four ladies are not welcome."
I ran downstairs and suddenly stood up and looked up and asked him: "Mr. lecture, can I listen?"
Song Zijing gave a moment and said: "Of course."
I said, "Then I will come tomorrow."
Yunxiang knew that I saw Song Zijing, and my face was red.
I laughed: "Mr. Song is really a character of Yushu Linfeng. I am wondering why he didn't take the fame and teach the children?"
Yunxiang is a good material for dry intelligence work. Tell me: "Mr. Song was one of the four talents of Dongqi. How many people want to be a beggar and break through the threshold. This reputation has spread to the grandfather of the capital. At home, let Miss Zhao’s family move. I heard that Miss Zhao is fat and ugly, lazy and stupid, and she will marry Mr. Song for her life and death. The country’s grandfather had to come to the door to ask for a kiss. But what is Mr. Song? People, he didn't look at Miss Zhao, and he refused on the spot. I don't know who to pass it out. Everyone knows Miss Zhao's jokes. The country's grandfather is in the heart, then Mr. Song went to Beijing to take the exam, he bought it. The examiner, that is why he did not let Mr. Song pass the exam. Mr. Song refused to accept it at first, and he continued to test for four consecutive years, but he dropped the second time. In the fifth year, he simply did not enter the examination room and wrote on the off-site wall. Our lord also admired him to learn. For a long time, after hearing it, he rushed over and rescued him from the officers and men’s sticks. He was placed in the palace to teach."
She finished it in one breath, I was busy handing over a cup of tea. "The grandfather of the country persecuted the literati, did the emperor not know?"
Yunxiang swallowed the tea and lowered his voice and said: "The emperor's body has always been bad. He has been ill in the deep palace. The national events are all Li Yuxiang and the country's grandfather have the final say. These are the occasions when I went to the master study helper during my Chinese New Year. I heard the old man and the young master said."
I can't think of the gentleman of Sven, who has a sturdy iron bone.
I suddenly said: "In this way, Mr. Song is still not married?"
Yunxiang blushes and says: "He...he didn't pick up the family, but now it's a trouble, and...and who else dares to do it...he is a son-in-law? Everyone is afraid of the country grandfather.

Poor Song Zijing, it is no wonder that the harassment of my eyebrows is not lifted, I must be afraid of a woman like this creature.
The next day, I asked Mrs. Xie to ask me to go to private school to listen to the class. Mrs. Xie was also very surprised at the beginning of my literacy, and then I was too happy.
Xie Family Private School is a place to open a book for children at home and relatives. In addition to Miss Guo Fu and Xie Lingjuan and Majia Brothers, there are several children of similar age.
Xie Lingjuan’s children saw me coming. I was very surprised first, then I was very upset, and finally I was a little scared. Probably the older brother went back to educate her and knew that I was an elder, not as dare to make it as I used to. The blind can teach.
Song Zijing wears a white gown today, broad-sleeved Boao, plain and elegant, and the dust is not stained. I salute him according to custom, he is slightly decapitated, calm and generous. I sat at the end, behind a group of small radish heads.
Today, I checked the homework of yesterday. Xie Lingjuan’s children have problems with their character. The homework is quite good. It seems that the big brother’s tutor is very strict. There are a few children who are lazy and have not done it.
Song Zijing, a person who uses popular words, is a queen. It seems that the wind is weak and the method of rectifying people is hot and spicy. I saw him faintly Liudao: "Get it up tomorrow."
The children were relieved. Then Mr. Song added: "All the students copied the lessons of yesterday for fifty times and handed them over tomorrow."
Under the sorrow of the wild, the few children who did not pay homework immediately became the target of public criticism.
Knowing the children, this is called sitting, one of the dark representative culture of the feudal society. Mr. Song is also good for you, knowing the dehumanization of this society earlier.
I raise my hand. Song Zijing asked: "What is it?"
I said, "Sir, do I have to pay?"
Song Zijing’s face froze and he said uncomfortably:
The four ladies are new, they will not be used.

I snickered.
I started the lecture and told the story of Zhang Huai lying on ice. I don’t know Zhang Huai’s person. Wang Xiang’s ice-seeking fish is the mother’s cure. I have heard it since I was a child, and the story told by Song Zijing is almost the same.
Song Zijing’s lecture was unexpected and very vivid. The words were easy to understand and the idioms of the allusions were brought out. The children remembered it. I have to say that he is a good educator.
After telling the story, let the children talk about their feelings. The children know that it is to educate their children to be filial to their parents. Only a little boy has a discordant voice and said, "This Zhang Huai is stupid."
History is to promote progress in these discordant voices. I am excited to look at the past, the young boy wearing a big red flower suit, eleven or two years old, face like a crown jade, facial features exquisite, such as the cold star, lip Rudan Zhu, like a ceramic doll.
Song Zijing smiled slightly and asked: "Why do you say Xiaoling?"
Xiao Ling said fluently: "Zhang Huai uses his own body to make ice. Maybe the ice is not frozen. He will freeze to death first. It will not pay for it. If he is, he will go to ice, saving time and effort."
I nodded with Song Zijing and nodded. Mr. Song also asked: "What other opinions?"
I don't know how to offend Xie Lingjuan. She suddenly pointed to me and said, "The little aunt has."
Song Zijing actually pushed the boat and said: "The four ladies also said a few words."
I have no preparation at all, and this simple story can't tell the truth. At that moment, I returned to the university classroom. I was picked up by the teacher to recite the names of the acupuncture points on the head of the human body. The crows in the brain were flying, forgetting that even the names of the limbs did not know how to say it.
Xie Lingjuan just wants to see me ugly and laughs out.
Thanks to her smile, I came back to God and smiled back to her: "I don't think there is any extension of knowledge. The squid is one of the most common freshwater fish, and the "Shen Nong Herbs" is called "the longest fish." From the medicinal point of view, the squid is flat, sweet, spleen, stomach, has the effect of strengthening the spleen and nourishing the stomach, diminishing the water, reducing the fetus, relieving cough and relieving asthma. In particular, the fish head is rich. Lecithin, which is good for maintaining brain nutrition and enhancing memory. So it is not unreasonable to say that smart people love to eat fish or love squid heads."
Song Zijing stared in amazement as if I was an alien visitor. The children here are also shocked, but I believe that it is because I can't understand what I said.
Xie Lingjuan whispered: "Will you want to eat fish if you are smart?"
I nod. "This is a method."
Her expression is complicated and thoughtful, just like Crayon Shinchan knows that she has to eat green peppers when she pursues female voices.
I laughed and asked Song Zijing: "Do you know that Mr. is satisfied with this answer?"
Song Zi’s reverence is not difficult for me. He said:
Although the answer is not asked, it has also increased your knowledge.

I am happy to sit down.
After class, I left with the children, and Song Zijing shouted at me.
"Miss Four, what you said, "Shen Nong Herbs"..."
I knew that he wanted the text, I already thought about it, and fooled: "I only remember that I wrote on the medical book, I don't remember which one, and I wrote it."
Song Zijing smiled: "It turned out to be the case. But the lady was proficient in medical science, but she didn't know when she was going to learn."
His smile, it is really the moon, like jade back light, let my careful liver plop through a mess, can not help but the main color Mimi smiled: "Dream learned."
Song Zijing is wrong.
I laughed and said: "Mr. Song, I don't think your body seems to be very good. It is a bit and weak. I teach you a way to raise blood and nourish the stomach. It applies to your weak stomach. Chicken Jin Yi Two bubbles for three hours, plus party ginseng two or two, first cook for half an hour, add about one pound of squid, add spices, simmer for about half an hour, then eat fish and soup. Today, live and learn, only It’s called absorption. Let’s try it.

Song Zijing continued to worry. I smiled and waved at him, turned and jumped out of the yard.
Did not go too far, I saw a group of golden light shrouded a fairy to come over. That is my sister, Xie Zhaoxuan, who bullied Zen and won Xi Shi.
Xie Zhaoxuan was me, very surprised. When she was surprised, the appearance of apricots and the brilliance of the eyebrows was very beautiful.
I explained to her: "It’s boring in the yard, my mother told me to learn something from Mr. Song."
Xie Zhaozhen snorted, "Is Mr. Song gone?"
"No, I still pack things in the school."
It was said that Song Zijing had come out and respectfully called out: "Miss Three."
Xie Zhaoxuan’s eyes waved and flowed in a moment. If I were a man, I immediately died in the two waters. I saw her desire to be shy, eyebrows with a pretty look, like a peach, a small lips, a pair of spring heart sprouting and shy.
"Mr. Song... It’s cold in the past, I have sewed a cloak for you... When you study at night, remember to put it on.

Oh, it turned out to be the same thing.
I suddenly realized that I would not make a light bulb, find an excuse, and walked first.
Back to the Yangxin Pavilion, Yunxiang eagerly greeted me and asked me: "How... How? Miss, what did Mr. Song do today?"
I am very sympathetic to her, touch her head, "Hey daughter, now the situation is severe, the competition is fierce, I am afraid that you are looking forward to a game. Still take care of yourself, and find others. Remember, Qi Dafei."
Yunxiang half does not understand, "Miss, are you stupid to go back. You mean that Mr. Song is not good?"
I shook my head and walked away.
Xie Zhaozhen likes Song Zijing, no doubt. Does Song Zijing like Xie Zhaoxuan?
Whether he likes it or not, he has not gotten his name before, and he is not likely to have any development with Xie Zhaozhen. Xie Zhaozhen and Song Zijing's appearance match, Xie's family is not too poor to love the rich, but Xie Taifu may not offend the country grandfather for this.
I also feel a sense of crisis when it comes to it.
The big singer only said that when the time is right, I will send it back. This is nonsense. When will it wait? Ten days, ten months, or ten years? If I am an old man and then send me back to the flesh, how should the time difference between the two sides be adjusted? If I really have to wait for so long, can I let the Xie family assign me a marital relationship here, and if he is born, Zhang Li will have to cover his head and marry him?
Although I don't expect to marry my son Zhang Ziyue, I don't marry strangers.
Thinking about it, I began to look around and look for opportunities to leave Xiefu. The worst monk to be a nun, has been doing eight lifes anyway, and is familiar with the Buddha, everyone cares.
So thinking about it, it’s almost New Year.