Chapter 7 You are probably blind

However, Zhen Tingyun was taught by Mrs. Zhen's words and deeds for more than ten years. Although he rationally felt that it was justified to stop losses in time, as long as he thought of the money he had paid to open a house for someone, asked a doctor to buy medicine flowers, and was arrested in the morning The fright of people strangling their necks... She felt that the Yuan Hui next door might be saved - at least try to get back to the book first?

So, Zhen Tingyun went to the next room again with the bowl of hot porridge and Mrs. Zhen's thoughts.

Yuan Hui was still the same as before, with black hair scattered, a handsome face, and a pale complexion. He leaned on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't know what to think. He heard the footsteps and looked up at the door.

Seeing that it was Zhen Tingyun, Yuan Hui lowered his eyes again and said casually, "Why are you here again?"

Thinking of being strangled just now, Zhen Tingyun also had lingering fears. He didn't dare to approach him very much, so he simply put the porridge bowl on the case and pushed it to him. Bring a bowl of porridge."

Yuan Hui nodded slightly, took the bowl of porridge in his hand but did not drink it immediately, just said, "Is there anything else?"

Zhen Tingyun smiled at him, and seeing that he was waiting for him to speak, he could only say politely: "You are not in good health, I am afraid that you will not be able to mount a horse and teach me how to ride. I want to ask you whether you can read or not. Can you write me a pamphlet or something, and let me memorize the basic points of equestrianism and learn it in advance?"

Yuan Hui did not respond immediately, but just glanced at Zhen Tingyun and suddenly said, "You are entering Beijing this time, are you going to take the women's school?"

Zhen Tingyun was stunned, but did not respond for a while.

Yuan Hui smiled: "For a young girl your age, if you want to learn equestrianism, most of the time you want to learn equestrianism. In fact, among the six arts, archery and imperialism, even many ladies in Beijing are not very proficient. If you can push others in these two ways, you can make up for the deficiencies in other areas a little."

Zhen Tingyun was told the central thing, but he refused to admit defeat, just said: "How do you know that I am insufficient in other aspects?"

Yuan Hui looked at her and sighed: "Cang Lin knows the etiquette - only if the people have enough granaries, can you take care of etiquette. With your current situation, you are probably just reading a few books at home. If you are with ordinary people If you want to go to Beijing to take the Kyoto Women's School or Yuhua Women's School, it's not enough to see. You should know that the young lady of the noble family has been enlightened since she was a child, and has parents and famous teachers. It has been hard work for many years, and it is far better than you."

In other words: the family is better than you, the education is better than you, and it may even work harder than you. Naturally, it is far better than you.

Zhen Tingyun heard the words, although he was still a little unconvinced, but his heart sank: She wanted not to be left behind, but in fact, since her mother Pei Shi left her, she has been left behind.

Pei's family origins, and she also entered Xidu Women's School, one of the top ten women's schools, and is known as a talented girl. The eldest sister Zhen Yiyun has been raised by Pei and Zhen's father since she was a child. Moreover, Zhen Yiyun had a lifetime of wisdom, precocious and wise, and knew very well the truth of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. At the beginning of this year, Zhen Yiyun went to Beijing with Zhen's father, and went directly to Yuhua Women's School. Now he is quite talented and famous in Beijing.

Zhen Tingyun grew up in the countryside. Although he was a little clever, he just squeezed some money out of Mrs. Zhen's hand to invite a poor lady to read and write. It was because she was scheming, she tried every means to buy a xylophone from an old scholar in the private school next door, asked for the score, and learned the art of the piano.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhen Yiyun and Zhen Tingyun have long been the difference between clouds and mud.

...

Thinking of this, Zhen Tingyun couldn't help but think of Zhen Yiyun's eyes looking at her in the dream, with such contempt and disdain, as if looking at the mud at his feet.

Seeing that Zhen Tingyun's face changed and changed, Yuan Hui was unmoved, lowered his head and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and then continued: "However, if you want to go to women's school, it is not that you have no hope at all."

Zhen Tingyun felt that the man in front of him had the skills of the old blind man in the village who told people fortunes. First, he tried to hurt you, and when you were afraid, he would highlight his role and wait for others to ask for it.

However, even if he knew the routines here, Zhen Tingyun was still stabbed in his mind by someone, and he was itching to endure and endure, but he couldn't bear it, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a solution?"

Yuan Hui smiled slightly when he heard the words.

Even if a person like him doesn't remember anything, his ability to know people and see people will not be lost. As early as when Zhen Tingyun was getting started, he saw her careful thoughts, but now he can't think of anything, and his body is not in good shape. For the time being, he has to hold Zhen Tingyun, and it is best to go to Beijing with her - he He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be going to Beijing.

That's why he just said that.

At this time, hearing that Zhen Tingyun was biting the bait as expected, Yuan Hui nodded slightly and asked, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes, yes." Zhen Tingyun wanted Yuan Hui to write her some equestrian tips, so he brought a pen and paper. Seeing Yuan Hui speak, he even held it with both hands. go up.

However, Yuan Hui shook his head: "I don't need it, write a few words for me to see first."

Zhen Tingyun looked at him inexplicably, not understanding what it meant.

Yuan Hui had a hard time calming down, and explained to her: "The entrance examination for women's schools is one of the books, and the answer sheet is required for the first test. Only when the words are written correctly can you enter the eyes of the teachers. In the Wei and Jin Dynasties Judging people by their appearance, people of the time have the habit of looking at people by their characters. If they can write well, they may also be liked by teachers and get a high score. So, I want to look at your characters first."

Zhen Tingyun writes big characters every day. He feels that this aspect is not too bad. He doesn't hesitate when he hears the words. He picks up the pen and writes:

"The good know its evil, and the evil know its beauty."

Yuan Hui glanced at it and shook his head slightly: "You first learned about regular script, but you didn't have a good foundation for getting started, and you randomly wrote a few posts in different fonts. neither fish nor fowl."

Zhen Tingyun looked at the words he had written and couldn't help muttering, "I think I wrote it well."

Yuan Hui's thin lips raised slightly: "That's probably because you are blind..."

Zhen Tingyun only felt his temples throbbing and gritted his teeth in anger.

Yuan Hui didn't care about her, he said calmly, "Now there are two ways: one is to approach Ou Kai, Ou Kai is the most even in all directions, eight points straight, strokes and strokes can be used for you. Make the foundation and smooth the edges and corners; the second is the stele of Wei Wei. Although you have written it as a four-dimensional dissimilarity, you have also faced Tang Kai in the end. Rules', the pen and structure are almost fixed and meticulous. On the contrary, Wei Bei is changeable and interesting, which is more conducive to play. You want to take the women's school, and there is not much time. I recommend you to visit Wei Bei. "

Zhen Tingyun heard the words and said tentatively, "I heard that women should wear hairpins in small letters?"

Yuan Hui glanced at her, and his words were light: "Xiao Kai is the most skillful, and she writes well like Mrs. Wei. People say her characters are like a flower arranging dancer, and a high-pitched lotus; The red lotus reflects the water, and the green leaves the clouds. If the writing is not good, it is what Mrs. Wei said, "Those who are good at writing skills have more bones, and those who are not good at writing skills are more fleshy; those who have more bones and little flesh are called tendon books, and those who are fleshy and slightly boned are called tendon books. The ink pig; those who are strong and full of tendons are holy, those who are weak and without tendons', next June will be the entrance exam for women's studies, if you want to practice hairpin flower small script in such a short period of time, I am afraid that you will become an ink pig. ."

Zhen Tingyun's face became even hotter when she heard people describe her words as fat pigs made of ink. Fortunately, she knew the current affairs, and then said: "Then I will listen to you, Linwei Stele. What copybook do you want to buy? ?"

Yuan Hui replied casually: "You can start with "The Statue of Shi Ping Gong" or "

Getting Started with Twenty Items of the Door. "

Zhen Tingyun was taught, and for a while, she felt that Yuanhui was somewhat useful, and it was not a waste of her money. She is a pragmatic person. Seeing that Yuan Hui is useful, of course she has to treat people well. When she turned her eyes, she immediately asked earnestly: "Have you finished your porridge? Would you like me to bring you another bowl? I want to add some side dishes. ?"

The front and the back are respectful, which is evident.

Even though he had anticipated it, Yuan Hui still sighed secretly: Sure enough, it's really reality - it is necessary to face forward, but not backward.

Sigh after sigh, at this time still have to end the shelf.

Since Zhen Tingyun took the initiative to offer his hospitality, Yuan Hui also raised his chin and replied, "Well, let's have another bowl and some side dishes—the mouth is very light."

Zhen Tingyun hurriedly went out, ordered Bazhen to bring some hot porridge and side dishes to Yuan Hui, and then turned to look at Yuan Hui.

She saw that her cheeks were tender, her lips were light red, and her apricot eyes were like a little moon dipped in icing sugar.

Yuan Hui knew what she meant, thought about it, and then said: "In calligraphy, you can go to Wei Bei first. As for the two ways of shooting and Yu, I will wait until I get better... By the way, you have a fun way and learn it. What is it?"

Zhen Tingyun didn't hide it from him, and said, "It's the guqin. However, I haven't hired a serious qin master. I just learned a little bit casually, and I haven't seen a few piano scores, and now I can also play a little tune."

Although Yuan Hui had expected it long ago, when he heard the words, he couldn't help raising his hand, pressing his forehead, and secretly said in his heart, "Just like you, you are still thinking about going to women's school. It's really a lofty ideal!" It's better to rest early in the evening and make more quilts to make your dream come true.

However, Yuan Hui has always made a lot of promises, and since he promised, Zhen Tingyun also had a desire to learn, so he had to think about it carefully, pursed his lips and said: "I also know some piano, and I remember some piano scores. I have nothing to do at noon, and I can teach it. some of you."

Zhen Tingyun was overjoyed, wishing he could offer Yuan Hui, a person as versatile as silver.

However, after the celebration, she was a little strange: "You don't remember anything, why do you remember the piano score?"

Yuan Hui frowned when he heard the words, raised his hand to cover his forehead and thought about it carefully, after pondering for a long time, he said: "I don't know very well, but such trivial details will never be forgotten... For example, if you forgot everything, wouldn't you be able to eat, drink, and talk?"

So, for him: piano scores are as simple as eating and drinking?

Zhen Tingyun added a bit of surprise in his heart: This man is excellent in equestrian skills and knows a lot, I'm afraid he is really not an ordinary horse thief.

Could it be that he was the boss of the horse thieves?

For a time, Zhen Tingyun had already figured out that the son of an aristocratic family was in trouble, and he had no choice but to fall for the grass. As a result, it happened that the horse thieves fought infightingly, and they fell into trouble again. This series of ups and downs legends is quite sad.