From Xigang to Jieqiao Village, it is mostly Pingchou wilderness. In the summer months, the rice has been harvested and returned to the warehouse. The wheat seedlings are planted. The wheat seedlings are still a few inches long. The cold wind whistles past the wheat fields without any obstruction. The fisherman shrank his neck and leaned on the horse's back. The black beans in the Mongolian horse thought that their master urged it to run quickly, so they spread their four hooves and galloped on the road among the fields.

The dusk was dark, with no stars or moon, and it was already the beginning of Xu. Zeng Yu felt that he was almost frozen. He jumped off his horse and moved his hands and feet, and led the horse into the forest. The lights deep in the maple forest were warm and friendly. The small house in the forest was quiet and warm. When he tied his horse alone on the bridge, there was a movement in the small house in the forest. A girl appeared beside a bamboo fence, carrying a lantern with butterflies in his hand. Lu Miaoxiang was very skillful. These lanterns were hand-painted and pasted by herself. The lights were revealed, and the butterflies were vivid-

"Mr. Zeng?"

The girl's voice is ethereal and clear, without impurities, and is extremely pleasant.

Zeng Yuying said, "It's me, I just came from Jichang Garden." While speaking, he carefully crossed the bridge with the bamboo bridge railing.

Yingzi walked quickly to the stream with a lantern and said with concern: "Mr. Zeng is careful."

Zeng Yu jumped from the bridge to the shore and asked, "Have Miss Yingzi used supper?"

Yingzi knew that Zeng Yu went to Jichang Garden in the afternoon and said, "I have eaten, has Mr. Zeng not used food yet.

Zeng Yudao: "I have used it in the garden."

With a "Oh", I held a lantern in front of me and asked, "Have the leg injury of that lady Pei healed?

Zeng Yu smiled and said, "Okay, the medicine is cured - by the way, has your aunt's scald healed?"

Lu Miaoxiang has been burned for more than half a month. Zeng Yu also asked Lu Miaoxiang in person a few days ago. Of course, Lu Miaoxiang refused to let Zeng Yu look at her calves anymore, and only said that he had recovered-

Yingzi said, "It has been scabbed and there are two spots--" and sighed.

Zeng Yu hurriedly asked: "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Yingzi said, "It's just a flaw in the white jade. It's a pity to look at it-why Mr. Zeng laughed at?"

Zeng Yu said: "It's nothing. I came here today to discuss something with your aunt."

Yingzi said in her heart: "I'm discussing things again, what's the matter?" Zeng Yu didn't say it, and of course she was embarrassed to ask, her aunt Lu Miaoxiang had already been waiting under the eaves.

Zeng Yu and Lu Miao wanted to meet each other, so they entered the west room and saw a pair of chess tools on the desk and dozens of black and white chess pieces were sparsely laid on the chessboard. Zeng Yu smiled and said, "Does Lu and Miss Yingzi still play Go? I really want to learn more."

Yingzi opened her beautiful eyes wide and said, "Does Mr. Zeng play Go well? I have never heard Mr. Zeng talk about it."

Zeng Yu smiled and said, "Do I want to play Go games with Yan Shaoqing and others? Mr. Fangtang will say that I have delayed the studies of the Yan family's children."

Yingzi laughed and said happily: "Can I play a game with Mr. Zeng?"

Zeng Yu said: "Wait a minute, let me see this game of chess, guess whose white piece is and whose black piece is."

Yingzi and Lu Miaoxiang both looked at Zeng Yu with a smile. Zeng Yu looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard intently, and then said after a moment: "If I have a good idea, the black chess was played by Miss Yingzi, and of course the white chess is Lu's."

Lu Miao wanted to smile and say nothing, but Yingzi looked surprised and asked, "How did Mr. Zeng know?"

Zeng Yu smiled and said, "I know that Miss Yingzi's reading and literacy were taught by your aunt, and this Go is no exception. Miss Yingzi's chess skills are not better than those of blue, so I can tell it."

Yingzi said in surprise: "I have only played thirty games, and Mr. Zeng can tell that I am not playing black chess well?

Zeng Yu smiled and said, "It's not that Miss Yingzi was not doing well, but that Miss Lu was doing better."

Yingzi said with great enthusiasm: "Then Mr. Zeng and my mother will play the game first, and I will watch the chess."

It is of course a pleasure to be able to play chess with Lu Miaoxiang under the west window, and Zeng Yu is looking forward to it.

Whether Lu Miao wanted to play chess with Zeng Yuwen Pingping was probably the fun in the boudoir. How could she, a female nun, sit chess against a young man, and said, "Xiaozi, Mr. Zeng should have something to say when he comes here. Let Mr. Zeng guide you in the next game later."

Yingzi looked at her aunt, then at Zeng Yu, and said, "Then I'll go and cook tea for Mr. Zeng." She smiled sweetly at Zeng Yu and left the house.

Lu Miao wanted to look at Zeng Yu: "Mr. Zeng has something to say."

Zeng Yu had taken a book on the desk and saw it. While thinking about Pei Lin's fall from the swing to treat him, he said, "I was by the mountain spring behind Jichang Garden that day, thanks to Miss Lu to rescue the siege, otherwise it would be a bad thing if those women were entangled."

Lu Miao wanted to lower his head and smile, but after a while, he stopped laughing, "Is this what Mr. Zeng said when he comes here?"

At this time, Yingzi brought the teacup over and said gently: "Mr. Zeng, please use tea."

Zeng Yu said: "Miss Yingzi is also invited to sit down - Madam Lu. Xiaosheng said this was not about chatting and making a smile, but about thinking that Madam Lu could also ask to return to Jinxi under the pretext of being sick. I wonder what Madam Lu thought?"

Lu Miaoxiang frowned slightly and said, "Although Qingtian of Jinxi is the hometown of Pomni, he has no concern for Pomni's relatives. When he goes back, he is still living under someone else's roof. I'm afraid that it is not as quiet as this place. Mr. Zeng, Pomni is not worried about his own home, but he is just worried about Xiaozi. Moreover, Yan Shifan is not here, and no one can make the decision to let Pomni leave here. There is a possibility that he will send Pomni, who is seriously ill, back to Qingtian and let Xiaozi stay here."

"Ah." Yingzi, who was sitting on the side, shouted: "No, I will never stay here alone. I want to be with my mother." As he said that, he stood up and walked to his aunt Lu Miaoxiang, holding Lu Miaoxiang's left arm, as if he was afraid that someone would separate her.

Lu Miao wanted to put his hand on Yingzi's waist and looked at Zeng Yu and said, "Mr. Zeng, next year is the year of the provincial examination. If Zeng Gongzi can go to high school, then I came to propose marriage. Poinni thought that good things would be possible. Even if he failed to do so, Yan Shifan was impeached by a censor and felt that his future was in danger, and he was still very likely to agree to this marriage. Poinni hoped that Zeng Gongzi would be able to marry my Xiaozi in three matchmakers and six times, so don't let her down-"

When Lu Miao wanted to say this, Yingzi's little face turned red with shame. She turned her head and did not dare to face Zeng Yu. She buried her face in the shoulder of her aunt Lu Miaoxiang. The aunt said again: "When Xiaozi and Mr. Zeng get married, the poor nun has already completed her wish and can truly become a monk and a nun."

Yingzi raised her head and said, "Mom, why did you say such things again? You know I can't live without you. You are not allowed to go anywhere, just stay with me."

Lu Miaoxiang smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said nothing more, and looked at Zeng Yu with clear eyes.

Zeng Yu sighed in his heart, looking at Lu Miaoxiang's beautiful face, the fine hairs on the cheeks under the lamp can be seen, and they are close at hand, and all kinds of emotions can only be buried deep in his heart. This is really the helplessness of Tagore's "the farthest distance in the world". He looked away at the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written by Wen Zhengming when he was 89 years old. His handwriting was flying and flying, completely removing Wang Xizhi's rudeness, freely scattering, and his posture was healthy-

After a long time, Zeng Yu raised his eyes and said, "I will take good care of Miss Yingzi. Miss Lu should not mention the matter of home practice anymore. Don't let Miss Yingzi feel sad."

Lu Miao wanted to see the loneliness in Zeng Yu's eyes, and felt relieved.

The west room became quiet for a moment, and no one spoke, but only heard the cold wind passing by the maple forest treetops.

Zeng Yu didn't want the atmosphere to be solemn, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Let me ask Miss Lu or Miss Yingzi for a game of chess?" When he spoke, his stomach suddenly "gurgled" a few times, and he was hungry and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Lu Miaoxiang looked at Yingzi, and Yingzi said, "Didn't Mr. Zeng have dinner in the garden?"

Lu Miao remembered to get up and said, "Mr. Zeng will teach Xiaozi a game. Pomni will make soup cakes, and it will be fine soon.

Zeng Yu didn't quit, but tried Lu Miaoxiang's cooking skills, and stood up and bowed, "When you are tired, Miss Lu, Xiaosheng is really hungry."

Lu Miao wanted to go to the kitchen, but Yingzi here was shy and happy to pack up the chess pieces on the chessboard, and asked with a red face: "Does Mr. Zeng want white or black?

Zeng Yu asked for a black piece and asked the baby figure to go first. At first, the baby figure played more than ten chess and played the chess with integrity, but when Zeng Yu deliberately did not follow the common sense, he was a little ignorant. Zeng Yu asked her: "Your chess was taught by your aunt, so who taught your aunt?"

Yingzi said, "My mother learned the "Qiuxian Relics"." She got up and went to the bookshelf to find two volumes of books. It was the woodcut version of "Qiuxian Relics" from the 26th year of Jiajing.

Yingzi said: "When I was young, my mother often played chess alone. When I became more sensible, I would let me play chess with my mother."

What a lonely woman. Loneliness is a poison that corrodes the soul. There will be various desires. What a firm mind that requires to maintain it from depravity?

At this time, Lu Miao wanted to call out from the kitchen: "Xiaozi, come and help me."

Yingzi responded, put a chess piece in her hand back into the chess box, and said to Zeng Yu: "Mr. Zeng, I'll come."

Soon, Lu Miao wanted to pick up a lantern. Yingzi came with a big soup bowl, full of soup cakes, scallion, oily flowers, and the so-called soup cakes are actually noodles. In the Ming Dynasty, all pasta could be called cakes, sesame cakes, steamed cakes, and cage cakes...

Zeng Yu was so hungry that this kind of Chongluo noodles was delicious, Lu Miaoxiang had good cooking skills, Zeng Yu was having a lot of fun eating, which made Lu Miaoxiang and Yingzi stunned. They could not eat this soup and bowl of noodles. Zeng Yu, one soup and bowl of soup alone, seemed not enough to eat--

When Lu Miao wanted to see Zeng Yu drink all the noodle soup, he said, "Ni, go and make some soup cakes."

Zeng Yu hurriedly said, "No need, Xiaosheng is full. The soup bun made by Lady Lu is really delicious. The little student appears as a glutton. The indecent appearance of eating makes Lady Lu and Miss Yingzi laugh."

The three of them were laughing and having fun. At this time, the sound of clamoring the buzz in Jieqiao Village in the distance was already the second day of the day.

Zeng Yu stood up and said, "Xiaosheng is going back. Thank you for the soup cakes of Lady Lu."

Lu Miao wanted Yingzi to carry a lantern to send Zeng Yu to the side of the single-plank bridge. Yingzi stood at the bridge and stretched her arms to illuminate Zeng Yu who walked onto the single-plank bridge.

Zeng fished across the bridge, untied the reins, led the horse, and waved to Yingzi on the other side of the river, "Miss Yingzi, go back."
Chapter completed!